Life, love, and moving on.

Hi dolls!

I know, I know!  It's been a while since I've posted, but I'm going to try to get back in to keeping up with my blog, so shush.

Hope you all have started your summer in all kinds of great ways!  I have been going 90-to-nothing the last few months, and it's beginning to take it's toll on me, so I am looking to hit up the beach house pretty soon for a weekend of sun, fun, and debauchery.  I seriously need to work on my tan, because I just bought the cutest shirt from Ella Bleu.

(I bought the one in aqua. Loves it!)

Lots of pageant judging happening lately.  Seems I have one booked almost every weekend, so the travel has been a little crazy.  But, I wouldn't have it any other way.  I do love my life... as crazy/busy as it is. With that said, I do need to cut back on it just a little, as I'd really love to spend some time at Mama's, Daddy's, and with some friends that I've neglected because of all the traveling.

I think I'll be going back to Hollywood, CA this year for the World Championship of Performing Arts.  This is a 10-day event that brings talent from all over the world to compete for the title.  Last year was an amazing experience and I hope to go back this year. **fingers crossed for that one**  As always, it will be televised on live TV.  Plans are in the works for a mini-vacay to San Francisco to see all my CA friends.  I do miss living there.  I've also been invited to work the Mart in Atlanta during Prom Fashion Weekend.  This, I'm very excited about!  Busy, busy, busy!

As with good things, sometimes they come to an end.  Recently, my feelings were severely hurt by the way that someone I cared very deeply for handled something.  I thought I knew who this person was, because they'd never given me a reason to think any different, but, in the end, they proved otherwise. And that makes me sad, because I very much wanted this person to truly be who they'd always presented themselves to me as; a person with integrity who would do what they needed to do in the right, respectable way.  I thought they had that much respect for me.  Turns out, they didn't.  The saddest part?  I lost a friend who was very dear to me.

It seems as though I'm learning lessons left and right this year. But, learning lessons is how life works. You live it, learn it, move forward, and become a better person. Sometimes, you don't get an explanation for "why" or "what happened", and that's their problem; not yours.  I don't regret that it happened, because I learned a very valuable lesson.  I do regret that the ending of a friendship happened the way it did.

Life goes on, and I'm happy - and I'll tell you why in the next blog post.  Here's how I see it:  The people who are meant to be in your life, will be.  Those that aren't are there to teach you lessons.

In other news, I have adopted a dog.  Named her Pippa.  She's a blonde shiz-tzu mix and I am in love with her!  And she hates my cat, Wesley.  About once a month, they have an epic fight.  EPIC.  The fight before last, I came out the victim in that one.  Wesley didn't realize it was my hand that tried to separate them, so he got me.  Blood everywhere. Then, I tried to use my foot to perform the separation, only to draw it back with more scratches.  More blood everywhere.  By the time he'd finished with me, it looked like a murder had just happened between my bedroom and the bathroom.  So this time?  I let them have at it a few minutes before I finally broke it up and took Pippa to the guest bedroom to calm her down.  She does most of the instigating in these fights and I am completely surprised that Wesley hasn't extended the claws.  Except on my hand and foot.  Whatever.

Gotta go!

Sparkles 'n kisses!

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