Update... Oops!

Sorry I haven't blogged in forever. In that case, Happy New Years! I haven't officialy wished you all a happy 2009, so here it is. :D

I played a bit of tennis this morning, but I only played for about 40 minutes. Half way through practice, I just got really irritated and sour and I have no idea why. My dad kept asking, "Taylor what's wrong?" and I honestly didn't know, not like I would tell him if I did. :)

I spent all day yesterday at my grandma's house and scored a fabulous vintage find; 10 or so years ago my grandma bought this old jacket at a yardsale for us to play dress-up with. Since it was huge on our 4T bodies, no one ever chose it. My Goose was playing dress-up last night and I found the jacket in the dress-up bin. I hadn't seen it since I was 12 and had forgotten all about it. Excited about the find, my oh-so-wonderful grandmother gave it to me. Gotta love her.

I'm feeling like something good is going to happen soon, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Do you know what I mean? Like something that's going to make me happy is right around the corner, to celebrate the new year and new beginnings. Sad thing is: I don't know what it is and it's making me nervous.

Wednesday my mom took our Christmas decor down. Little did I know that you have bad luck the next year if you take your decorations down prior to New Years. Great- Now I bhave 8 years on my bad-luck tab.

I have a sports physical Monday for tennis: Blech. I always hate physicals because you never know what exactly they're going to examine. Thank the Lord I have a female doctor. Okay, that was TMI, wasn't it? Worst of all, I've gained, like, 15 pounds since my last physical. They're going to think I'm a fatso. Even more worse: Tennis conditioning starts Wednesday or Thursday- I forgot. I'm freaking out because I haven't been very physical and healthy over the last couple months once the official tennis season ended. I hope Coach Chifici doesn't make us run more than a mile- or even a mile at that our first day back. Because if she does, I'm sure I'll die- Right there in the DCHS hallway with sweat in puddles around my head and my face tomato orange. Oh wait- tomatoes are red.... :P

Well, I'm going to shower! TTYL!

BTW- I'm going to miss you Mariana!