Sunday, July 25, 2010

Not Just A House.

I apologize for my blogging hiatus.
All of my readers probably missed me a lot.

I have realized that I may be depressed.
I'm always so negative, I have a horrible self image right now, and I'm not really enjoying my time here with my family. I think the reason I'm not enjoying myself is because I ONLY HANG OUT WITH MY FAMILY. It is so horrible to be saying this but I can't wait to be out of here. I have no friends which makes me completely unmotivated to do anything including; taking care of myself, finding things that make me happy, respecting my family members.
I'm a constant BITCH.

I am on the countdown until I get out of this little prison.

To add to the fact that my summer is sucking majorly, I was snooping around "that boy"'s facebook today and found a cute little couple picture of him with another girl. Have I mentioned that I hate my life?! Oh well I do. For the moment at least. I knew this would happen... Some other girl who he can actually spend time with and who is fun and peppy and NOT depressed comes along looking super cute and wins him over while I'm stuck listening to my brother sing off key to his ipod music which no one else can hear. Awesome.

One neat thing that happened today is that my family drove by the old house of my great Aunt Sally. The house was built in 1864 during the Civil War era. It's an incredible house but unfortunately after the passing of my great uncle, my Aunt has moved into a house nearer to her daughter. This house was just too much to handle for a 96 year old, 85 pound, 5 foot tall woman.

My great aunt was really an incredible woman, along with my whole family on that side. There were six children, my grandfather being the only boy in the family. Sally met the love of her life, Carl Copp in an interesting way. He was her sister's brother-in-law to-be. Two brothers married two sisters. Romantic, right? Both men went off to WWII and returned to their wives and families. Aunt Sally and Uncle Carl started an old-fashioned English hunting club, with horses, hounds, beautiful riding cloaks... the whole nine yards. They would hunt on the land behind their house. The house also had stables, a tennis court and a swimming pool. It's truly my picture of southern comfort living. It's marvelous. I took some photos on my phone and tried to touch them up on the computer. It can, in no way, do the home justice but I felt a closeness to God while I was there.

Enjoy.













<3 S

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