Brain Talk & Pictures

I don’t have much time to blog today. So I’m just going to make a few notes and add some pictures.

Today Aunt Flo has come to visit. I must say I am impressed with my Period Tracking App. It is spot on! P Tracker in the Android App Store in case you are in need of something like this.

I’m crampy and emotional and that isn’t even the bad part. The bad part is….acne. Whoa! I am 25 years old and I thought a perk to getting older was leaving behind the blemishes of adolescence. I guess my body isn’t recognizing that I am an adult. Here is a conversation I think my brain is having with myself. Imagine me in a small chair looking quite similar to a pubescent teen. Then picture my brain in a white lab coat with black rimmed glasses and a check list.

            Brain:         “So you still are living at home with your mother?”

          Me:              (Sheepishly) “Yes but…”

Brain:         “So…you still can’t afford a new car and the bank denied your request for a loan?

Me:              (Intense sigh) “Yes but…”

Brain          “That means you are driving the old Buick, the one similar to your cousin’s who is a senior in High School?

Me:              (Proud smile) “Yes but mine is a 2000 and his is a 97. That is 3 years Brain!

Brain           (Taps on clipboard with pen) “Riiiiight, I probably don’t need to ask any further questions. We did review your bank statement as well.”

          Me:              (Face reddens)

Brain:         “Well Jessilyn I’ll talk this over with the Pituitary Gland and submit your request for cancelling the Acne.”

Me:              (Over zealous) “Thank you, Thank you!”

Brain:         (Turns to walk away then quickly turns back) “I’m going to be honest with you kid, this is going to be a hard case to prove that you’re an adult now. I’d probably expect the worst if I were you.”

Me:              “But….”

Brain:         “Listen I’d like to stay and go over this with you but I have a 3:00 o’clock with that pimple next to your nose you were just picking at. He is angry and he wants some type of compensation like a scar or few friends to vent to. I need to do my best to calm him down. My advice to you is to get it together girl” (Deafening heel clicks on a tile floor)   

Hope that made you giggle as much as it made me giggle.

On a brighter note.

I took pictures over the weekend of Maximus and his buddy Walter. I was proud of a few so I wanted to post them. Enjoy! Any tips are welcomed on photography, being an adult, or acne. Haha!

Maximus looking to the heavens in the church courtyard.

Love the old wooden doors to this church.

The boys on the steps of the library.

See what I mean about the old wooden doors?

One of my favorites.



Emily's hands and her husband blurred in the background.

Enjoy your day!