Saturday, April 10, 2010

Well Butter My Butt & Call Me Biscuit

Southern girls are God's gift to the entire male population. There is absolutely no woman finer than one raised below the mason-dixon line, and once you go southern, may the good Lord help you never go back.
Kenny Chesney

In the past few months I have started to realize that originating in Lincolnton has a lot to do with my current standard of living. People in the south are just different, each in their own.
This is how I grew up and random things I remember.


Waking up at grandmas on the weekends with her fixing me grits with butter and cheese <3
Stained glass windows in church every Sunday.
Ridding horses all around the back woods making trails.
Momma outside pulling weeds and me inside doing laundry.
On the lake every weekend :)


Fishing down at the pond with grandma every afternoon with leftover frozen hotdogs.
CJ & I ridding my horse-falling off-and hitting a truck that was parked at my grandpas shop.
(I busted the glass-CJ broke the grill-go big or go home.) haha
Playing the piano for the family every Thanksgiving.


Watching WWF-now WWE with my brother every Monday night.
Staying up till one in the morning watching TV wearing my grandmas silk pj's that drug the floor.
Ridding 'FoWillas' around Soap Creek and going muddin with the guys.


Megan & I waking up at six in the morning to go ride horses.
Pulling off my grandpas shoes when he came in at night.
Two amazing proms with two great friends that I went with each year.
My naturally blonde hair turning green during the summer because I stayed in the pool so much.
Wrecking the dirt bike and scarring my knee up.
Tybee Island, Ski Beech, Myrtle Beach-Enough Said.


My brother bringing home Kristina home for the first time- I knew then she was going to be my sister.
Ridding in the Lincolnton Parade with my horse Shadow.
Taking care of Lalla, Lucy, & Lillie <3


Tractor Pulls
The smell of my mom cooking.
Sitting with Janelle, & Mandy watching our friends win State Champs playing WW.

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Eating Pizza & wathcing Walker Texas Ranger with my mom and grandma at the house in Washington.
Waking up in the middle of the night listening to the rain on the tin roof.
Winning Miss LC Most Photogenic, Miss LC First Runner Up, and Miss LCHS First Runner Up


MyLifeisGood.

Always & Forever,

Ann-Anise. <3

Thursday, April 8, 2010

What You Feel Is What You Are & What You Are Is Beautiful


It really stings my butt to know that with the use of texting, emailing and IM its very easy for us to forget that there’s a real person with real feelings on the other end of the line. These things are great for keeping up with people in our lives but some lines should have been drawn a long time ago.

 Don't send a text, IM or email that you wouldn’t say in person, or at least over the phone. The feeling of anonymity, mixed with the technology provided, can make us feel very brave. That courage along with emotion lost in translation are just situations like the Titanic and the iceberg waiting to happen all over again. One more thing...texting, emailing and IM are not substitutes for phone calls or being in person.

Like I said, it stings but just realize that I can handle all of that along with the insecure, prone to idiocracies, punch-drunk on their games and just waiting for someone to save them. Because I refuse to settle for all of the nonsense is precisely why I am not another average cliché.

I have more to add but the sound of the rain on my sky light is drowning out my thoughts.
& I have prayed for rain WAY to long not to enjoy the sound of the pollen washing away mixed with answered prayers :)


Always & Forever,

Nise <3

Monday, April 5, 2010

Assassin- The Best They'd Ever Seen.

I work in the dead of night
When the world's quiet, no one is around
Track my moves, racing the yellow lights
To find the gate is open, she's waiting in the room

I just step on through
You get in, you get done and then you get gone
You never leave a trace, or show your face, you get gone
Should've turned around and left before the sun came up again. But the sun came up again

Enter the morning light
To find the day is burning the curtains and the wine
In a little white room
Though I'm not alone, her head is heavy on me
She's sleeping like a child
What could I do

You get in, you get done and then you get gone
You never leave a trace, or show your face, you get gone
Should've turned around and left before the sun came up again
But the sun came up again

I was a killer, was the best they'd ever seen
I'd steal your heart before you ever heard a thing
I'm an assassin and I had a job to do
Little did I know that girl was an assassin too
John Mayer

Always & Forever,
Nise<3

Sunday, April 4, 2010

You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand. John 13:7

Today has been amazing..for more than one reason thats for sure.

The message at church was amazing to say the least. It reached me in more ways than one. Before I knew it tears were running down my face. I cannot describe the ways that I was touched- I just know that God is with me. That thought alone can bring me to tears.

I spent half of the afternoon watching The Blinde Side with mi madre, and the other half visiting truely amazing friends. My movie review-SUCH an amazing and strong story line. More than I could have picked from seeing the trailers.

Beth: You're changing that boy's life.

Leigh Anne Touhy: No. He's changing mine.

I agree with this statement on a day to day basis. I have wrote about this before but will hit on it again. I believe everyone in your life is there for a reason and the ones that come into your life are lessons and blessings from God himself. Everyone should be your mirror and you should constantly try to better yourself with the help of blessings and lessons learned. We dont understand reasons certain people come into our lives but just know it is not without reason and its Gods plan. Just as it was said in church today- "You can see God everyday-just open your eyes."

Little Idgie Threadgoode: "What if God made a mistake?"

Buddy Threadgoode: "Well the way I see it is He doesn't make mistakes. I mean, He made sure we got together, didn't He?"
Fried Green Tomatoes

Always & Forever,

Ann-Anise.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Promise.


Promise yourself to be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. To talk health, happiness and prosperity to every person you meet. To make all your friends feel that there is something in them. To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. To think only of the best, to work only for the best and expect only the best. To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own. To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future. To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile. To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others. To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

- Christian D. Larson

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

"Tell em' you didnt want no horse and buggy anyways!" haha

Our Life at Augusta ENT

Me: I dont know what to say Katie: Tell em' you didnt want no horse and buggy anyways!

Steph: What choo mean its a boy MnM? Me: Its a boy MnM because it has a NUT in it.

(he shall not be named) "Play with it and see what you can make it do!" Me: Wow did you really just say that? (he shall not be named) haha atleast im not a catholic preist!

Steph: Just answer me! Me: I cant answer unless you ask the right questions.

Steph: Come to trivia tonight and eat with us at Mellow Mushroom! Me: SOME of us arent trying to look like a walrus...so ima go skate while you eat tonight.

Steph to Christina: we jus got big ole D's.

Me: I dont like to be touched Steph: ha but sometimes that pays the bills

Me to Jennifer: man it smells like fish & febreze in there.

Steph: im about to call and get nasty.

Katie: The NEXT time she asks me that im gonna reply..." When you get skinny!"

Me: whats up with this curl? it keeps poppin in my face! Steph sings to herself: poppin in my face

Me to Steph: I have zero tolerance for your kind of action.

Me to Steph: Blood Pressure Police.

Me to Josilyn: LIQUID SILVER NITRATE!

Steph: you right you right Me: True

Steph talking about me to Dr. Barfield: Yeah she sniffed up the sweettart laughing so hard-now her face burns haha

Steph to Me: So do you notice a difference in your butt since you wear those shoes?

Steph: DANG! Whats that? Must be a booggie.

(Sitting Next To Each Other) Me to Steph: If thats a text from you im gonna punch you in the throat

Me to Steph: Well they're not sterile anymore...not after you just breathed on them!

Steph to Josilyn: RubberDans! Do you need assorted sizes?

Haha Good Times!

Always & Forever,

Ann-Anise<3

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Cant Believe That You Were Really Here...

I have come to realize everything happens for a reason. Gods reason. No matter if I understand this reason or not...its the way it is. It is very hard to be humble about things like this when you have to put your trust into plans you have no control over. Because of this, I’ve been straddling the divide between reality and where I wanted to be. As time wears on and those two worlds grow further and further apart, I’ve struggled with the idea that I must either become smarter, deal with it better or fail, and be ripped apart with the shifting. Because of the last two weeks...today- I decided I was done. Not done loving or caring, but done straddling. Putting both feet firmly on the reality side of the line, I told myself I would no longer indulge in the unnecessary. He may have heard me and understood. He may have decided I was just like the rest of them – another serial participant. But my guess is the alternative, since I haven’t heard another word. Things like that are hard to accept but thats one of Gods amazing lessons. People will soon realize the dismiss and the satisfying grind can turn so quickly into the empty and meaningless if there is no one to share it with. Which is why sharing things like this without proximity or touching, with miles and miles between me and ones I think of, makes it easier to understand.
 So you see, I am alone here. But I am happy, & not lonely :)

Always & Forever,

Ann-Anise <3