How I met Prince Charming

Walking into a new school can be very intimidating. It was the first day of high school... I was so nervous and hardly knew any upper class men. Everyone says your high school years go by so quick. I was ready for that. 

I had got the nerves out around lunch time but didn't know where to sit. I had a few friends that I had lunch with so I wasn't quite that nervouse. In the middle of lunch Dylan Hall came over and sat with us. I was good friends with his younger sister and knew him pretty well from sports and other friends. He brought his friend Jimmy Osgood over with him. Dylan had talked about him a few times before but I didn't really put to and to together. We all talked, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of this Jimmy kid. He was tall and thin, he looked muscular, he had pretty blue eyes, and an adorable laugh.

After talking to a few friends about this Jimmy kid, I realized I had a pretty big crush on him. Around the third day of lunch, I fell in love with this kid. He never knew and very few of my friends knew. (I had a friend that anyone I liked, she liked, anything I did she had to do, one of those copy cats... So annoying.) Once I got his phone number we texted none stop. He also texted that copy cat friend and I told him what she does and he said she seemed like that kind of person. He knew she liked him but felt bad for her. (Funniest moment ever. We both laughed at that, and still do.) He had a friend that he liked that went to a different school. That didn't stop me though. He texted me probably more than he texted her. One day I asked him to choose between her or me. He said her... Saddest day of my life. But I knew they wouldn't last, their relationship was like a middle school relationship. On his birthday my mum and I made him cookies. For my birthday I told him I wanted a hug. Sure enough I got it! He always flirted with me even though he was "dating" someone. Whenever Dylan would do something and hold my hand he would get so mad. When I had a water bottle at lunch he would hit it to knock it over. At night we would talk until 11 o'clock and tell each other different things about us. I had so many cute messages saved from him! But sure enough a few weeks before valentines day him and his friend broke up! I told my mom and we were both so excited.

On valentines day in 2012 we were at a home varsity girls basketball game and he said he was going to bring me home. He picked me up in the back of the school on the corner. As soon as I got into his car my eyes widened. I was so nervous. I had the biggest butterflies in the world. The whole ride to my house I couldn't stop smiling. Once he pulled into my drive way, he missed it and started driving on the lawn. I tried not to laugh, I knew he was embarrassed.

Once inside I told my mom about those huge butterflies, she just smiled. When he got home he texted me and told me he had those butterflies too. He said he wanted to hold my hand but didn't know what to say. On the 21st we planned on going to Bangor to watch the tourney games but before that we were going to the car wash to wash his car! That was our first kiss. I was so nervous I thought I was going to die. He unbuckled his seat belt, gently touch my face with his right hand and pulled me in. His lips were soft and comforting. His kiss was full of passion. My butterflies were right in my throat. We probably kissed for a good 20 seconds! After our kiss. I knew we were meant for each other. The first time he told me he loved me I about passed out. 

On February 23rd we were laying on his couch and his mom was on the computer. We were cuddled next to each other and he said I know you want to be my girlfriend, do you wanna make it official? I smiled so hard and said yes. I probably sounded like a two year old but I was so excited. 

We've now been dating for two years and I still get butterflies around him. Whenever I'm with him we are always smiling and laughing. These last two years we have both learned and changed. I can honestly say I love him, I trust him and he is my everything. My life without him would be unbearable. I know I'm in high school and he's in college, and things can change, but we are meant for each other. I thought him going to college would be hard, but it's not at all!

This was taken my Freshman year, his Junior year. <3

The Mystery Calico kitty

November 14th I took my cat Sophie for a little walk around the yard thinking she should get some fresh air. She was sniffing the ground a lot and had her mouth open. Once we got back around to the front steps I see this white timid figure move across the yard closer to the woods. I quickly put Sophie back inside and my dad was on step ahead of me. I get my softness from him. He gave me the cat treats at the door and came out on the porch. As I slowly start to move towards her she is meowing, so I meow back, and she stops and starts meowing again. I know I have to let her come to me. I could see from around 15 feet away from her that she was very skinny. I was talking to her and meowing and she seemed a little calmer. I threw little pieces of treats near her and once she realized that was food, she came right over to me and wanted more. She wouldn't take food from my hand but I knew why. I kept giving her treats and she ate them without hesitation. She rubbed up against me many times, once I started to pet her she purred and purred. I knew she had been not taken care of like she deserves. I started to pick her up, I didn't want her to get away and have the chance she wouldn't come back. I walked to the front porch and she was rubbing against my neck the whole walk there. 

My father is quite the softy when it comes to animals. Or anything at that matter. I tell him that she is really skinny and cold. While mum and dad get food and water for her, I keep her on the porch. She ate and ate and ate. You could feel all her rips and back bones. It was really sad. My dad went with my grandfather for a few hours to help him with something. By the time he came back it was dark out and I was frozen on the porch with the cat all cuddled in my lap. I wasn't letting her go. I told dad we can put her in a cat carrier in the house. But I knew that'd be an issue with her and Sophie. After a little discussion with my parents, we put her in the darn with the chickens and gave her more food, water and milk.

The next day came around and when we went out to see her she was always happy to see us. She'd run over and want to sit on your lap. She always meowed. My dad said that someone probably misses her and wonders where she is. My response was, well that's too bad... Maybe they should have taken better care of her... She's mine now. After about a week went by we brought her in the house. We put Sophie down stairs where she sleeps at night and let the new cat stay up stairs. I was so excited to have a new friend. 

I knew it was a girl because most calico cat are females, it's very rare that you will find a male calico cat. My dad didn't believe me, so I told him to look it up... He did... And I was right.. Calico cats are the moodies cats. She proved that to me about a month ago. She loves having her belly rubbed, so I was rubbing her belly then all of a sudden she bit me... She held right on and wouldn't let go. Dad was sitting next me and his eyes got big and started laughing. It didn't hurt but I was shocked and thought it was kinda funny. But that's the last time I touched her stomach. 

We were trying to find a name for her. I wanted a pretty name because she was a pretty cat. But none of them seemed to fit her. My mom said why don't we name her Mystery because we know nothing about her. I didn't like it at first but it started to grow on me. To this day she still doesn't know her name but will come to anything you call her. She sleeps with me every night. At the beginning she wanted to be close to me and would meow whenever she was by herself. She never slept at night but slept all day. When she sleeps with me now she's either in the covers with me taking all the room on the bed, or laying on another pillow I have next to me. She's so cute! 

It's feels great to have saved an animal from certain death, another week she would have been frozen or had starved.

After my cat Sadie died in April, before we got Mystery I kept telling my parents I wanted another cat. They kept saying no, no more pets. I really wanted another cat. As weird as it sounds I believe my Sadie girl help Mystery and I find each other. Mystery has a lot of characteristic that Sadie had.

Mystery came to me at a very important time.

I'd say we saved each other.

Few more things about her, she loves to stare at people. You'll feel a weird vibe and it's her bug eyeing you as the first picture shows. Then when you look at her she will meow and walk over to you. Mystery has extremely soft double paws! She also loves to sit in boxes or on pillows and folded up blankets... She's just a little weird, but I love her anyway! :)

Sadie girl

Many things in life can be special to someone. In my life my pets are the most important. It may sound silly but I love animals. If I could I would have every animal alive! 

It makes me so sad to see those animal abuse commercials on tv. How could someone hurt an animals? How could they not feed it? How could they not bring it inside on a cold night? How can they not love them? Is it really that hard? I find it pretty easy. All it takes is food and water every day, a warm place and someone to love and play with them. 

On April, 21st 2013 my mom and I came home from a day of shopping. One of my cats named Sadie came in from outside. She was acting funny so I followed her to underneath my bed. Seeing she was tired and that something was obviously wrong I told my mum. The next day we knew something was seriously wrong. My dad and I took her to the vets. Hoping for positive thought. The vet said she had FIP which is Feline Infectious Peritonitis which is a fatal incurable disease. I cried. I hate crying but this was my Sadie girl. My best friend for 11 years. I never thought anything would happen to her. She was so tough and loved being outside. She'd follow my dad and I everywhere outside. I didn't want to see her go. 

That night I slept down stairs on a mattress with her. Her stomach was bloated and she didn't eat. She would drink water but couldn't hold her bladder to get to the litter box. Her urine was an orangey color from the fluid in her. We had to keep her away from her sister because the disease was catchable. It was hard because Sophie knew something was wrong and wanted to come see her sister. That night I kept talking to Sadie and telling her how much I love her, and how much I'm going to miss her. I swear she knew what was going to happen. I cried myself to sleep around 3 in the morning. I went to school the next day trying to get my mind off of what we had to do that night.

On our way to the vet I was holding her and petting her face. That was the longest car ride of my life. Once we go there I was not ready at all. I'm very good at holding back my emotions but I knew I'd break. When we got in the room I melted. He drained some of the fluid out of her stomach and said I'll give you guys a few minutes. I never saw my dad cry before. This was hard for all of us. When she looked at me I said hi and she meowed and I knew she was going to be alright. The vet came back in and explained what the shot would do and how there is no pain. He gave her the shot in the heart and she slowly started to go. She was fighter though. He had to give her another because she wouldn't let go. I was with her every second. I was the last thing she saw and heard as she went to heaven. But nothing could fix the massive hole that was left in my heart.

Once we got home it still didn't feel real. I knew she was going to run out of somewhere and start meowing at me. (I still think that.) Jimmy came over as we buried my Sadie girl. We found a big heart rock and put it by her grave, with some little white stones. I knew she was going to be okay. She had one of my blankets in there with her and a little white toy mouse with her. As the night went on I couldn't get her out of my mind. I went down stairs to see how Sophie was doing and she started meowing which she hardly does. I held her and told her that she's gone but she's okay now. After a half hour with her my family, Jimmy and I ate supper. I hardly ate anything. Jimmy made me feel a little better. He talked about how he had to put one of his cats down a few years ago. I cried in Jimmy's arms, and he cried in mine.

As April 23rd comes closer and closer I get more emotional. It was a sad day and I'll remember it always. Sadie was one of my best friends, she was family. Talking about it today I still cry. I talk to her every night about my day and how much Sophie and I miss her. I know she can hear me even though I can't hear her. Life has been hard without her. You might say it's a cat, seriously...? But to me she was one of my best friends. She had been a part of my life for 11 years.

Sophie and I will always love you pretty kitty! Thanks for the many memories and fun times. Rest easy Sadie girl! <3

This is Sadie before she was sick, this is where we buried her, under a little apple tree, and the very bottom one is when Sophie and I when we went to see her :*

My boyfriend

Let's turn on the sappy mode for a minute! My boyfriend is amazing! I know lots of girl say that but I'm dead serious. Jimmy and I are a lot alike. We hate to fight, don understand jealous, and see eye to eye on many things. Jim and I never fight. The two years we have been dating we have never had a fight, not even a little one! Fighting is never the key to anything. If we have something we want to say, we say it and talk it out calmly. Jealousy is stupid. There is no reason to be jealous. If they wanted someone else they would be gone. Jim and I have conversations about anything and everything. Sometimes we will start to talk about something at the same time and it's so weird. My parents and his parents always say that we sound like an old married couple. Sometimes, I can see it. In our minds we are pretty much already married.

Many people say that we are an unlikely couple. When I ask why they say they can see me with someone totally different. Someone who, "has style", or who is a jock and has a "nice body". But I'm not all about that. Personality is the most important character someone can have. Looks is nice, and in my opinion a great personality can make anyone attractive. 

I thought once he went to college we wouldn't have much time to spend together. But a week later I went to visit him in his dorm. He had to stay there for 2 week of preseason for football and now he lives at home and goes up to Husson every morning. We see each other on Fridays and the weekend. I wasn't worried about him partying an hanging out with jerks because he doesn't like that kind of stuff. He's not one of those people which is great! He doesn't worry about "fitting in" and neither do I!

I don't mean to brag about our relationship but we are pretty perfect. 

Auburn Stubbs

While I'm visiting with family members from Auburn, I notice how similar we are... If you think about it, it's kinda scary. I know we are family and have similar trates but it weird how people can be so much alike but totally different. My cousin Jordan which is the oldest of 3 is in a military base. My cousin Karli is a Sophmore is high school, and loves basketball and my little brother. My cousin Jole is around the age of 11, he quite the character and is always laughing. The only time we see each other is on special occations like Christmas or for my Nana and Bumpas birthday.

This is Jole and Karli. We were out "sledding" and decided to go look at the eagles. There was at least 7 eagles flying around my grandfathers gut pile.

While I'm eating and hanging around with my dad's side of my family, I'm realizing how precious life can be. You can never take anything for granted. Family is precious. My whole family is very close. Some of my cousins feel more like brothers. I only have 2 biological female 1st cousins, and many, many, many male cousins. People say they don't have favorites when it comes to family but I do! I have a favorite set of grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. Some people might say that that is wrong to have favorites, but that's too bad, I do! :)

Many families are different but in my opinion a family should have unconditional love, trust, respect, and you must be able to communicate. Without trust how can you do anything? Without respect there is no use for any of these four things. Communication is key, you have to be able to tell your family anything, and they should be able to tell you anything. 

While the time with the Auburn Stubbs family comes to an end, I realize it's a day well spent! 💙

Sophie girl