Miss (In)dependent

My gosh. I have GOT to get outside. I'm feeling crazy...sitting in the office...then going home...running on the treadmill, eating, playing guitar, reading. I'm not one of those people who can just stay inside. I think I spent too much time outside as a child. I can sit outside all day and feel fine but sitting inside? Not for me.

Because I'm such a sunshine girl, I'm pretty grateful for where I live. No, it's not the most beautiful place in the world...but I'm across the road from the lake and it's warm 9 months out of the year. It works:)))

I get made fun of a lot for being...what's the word? Homely? No...um...rustic maybe...haha. I don't know. I'm just a big oxymoron. I love sparkles and glitter and pink but I also love being outside in the dirt. I like getting dressed up, but if I could wear anything forever it would be an old pair of jeans, a t-shirt and flip flops. I have a truck...that looks like this:

...and it's ridiculous how much I love it. I know that is weird/lame...but I wanted a truck since I was a little girl. I drove piece of junk cars in high school and college, and my truck was the first big thing I purchased on my own. The first thing that was all mine. In three years I have put 75,000 miles on it. I have moved twice, taken probably 10 roadtrips, hauled siblings and friends and furniture and random junk. I just love it. I try to talk myself into buying a car or even an SUV, but I just don't want one. My sisters tell me that guys will be intimidated by it, my co-workers try to convince me that I need something with better gas mileage....

One of these days, I'll probably grow up and buy a car and stop embracing my hidden rebellious, truck driving streak:))) BUT, until then, I'm thinking about something like this:

How can you not think that's beautiful?? What are you, crazy? Seriously. :)