For Jenny...

So earlier today Jenny came up to me and asked why I had not blogged in awhile? I told her I've been busy/too tired to do it. After my response to her she sighed. Since she sighed so heavily and seemed really concerned, I decided to make a short blog dedicated to Miss Jenny.

3 THINGS I LOVE ABOUT JENNY:

1. She has the biggest heart for her husband and the Lord.
2. I love to watch her laugh. You should watch her the next time she's around.
3. You can call her anytime to talk about anything. Unless you call her during bathtime, running time, or when she's eating. I would suggest that you text her. She always answers those.

I've only known Jenny for a few months, but I feel like I've known her a lot longer. I can't wait to spend more time with her and discover more little things I love about her.

School's Starting!

I'm excited because the spring semester is finally here. I'll be taking "real" classes this semester. English, Speech and Accounting. Woohoo! I really am excited about the classes. I know it will be difficult but worth it. I'm also sure that I will be talking about these classes in the future.

I really don't have anything else to talk about besides me feeling like poop today. Blahhhhh, would be a great way to describe it. Hopefully I'll feel better in the morning...

facebook connection

Yesterday I was on facebook and a name popped up on the "people you may know" thingy. At first I wasn't for sure if that was really her, but I went with my gut and added her with a personal note.

This person is Julie Felder. She was my favorite babysitter in the entire world. Not exaggerating at all. I was around 5 or 6 when she would take care of me and my sisters. She was an important part of my life.

Today when I checked my facebook, she not only approved my request but wrote on my wall, commented on pictures and wants to know more. I couldn't help it when I saw this. She remembered me! Little bitty Whitney! Another thing, Julie is still as beautiful or more than I remember.

I don't think you could understand how happy, sad, whatever other girly, oh my gosh, I love you so much emotions are happening. Here's a picture of my sisters and I around the age she watched us and a picture of her with her hollywood fiance.

A change of heart

For as long as I can remember I've said I'm going to be a portrait photographer. Have a studio and lots of equipment, etc... Well, recently the Lord is leading me to photojournalism. I've always enjoyed photojournalism but I never understood what it was. I've always thought that you have to be a brilliant writer to even consider photoj, and I've always been afraid of words. But honestly that doesn't matter. As I've grown up and learned more about photography, I've realized I have a voice and that voice inside of me is longing to get out.

I'm still going to finish my degree at ACC and have my associates in Portraiture, but I'm not for sure if I'm going to own a studio. I know photography is in my future and I know missions work is there too. I don't know how I'll incooporate all of this or where I'll be down the road. Normally I would be terrified out of my mind not knowing what I'll be doing etc, and I'm still slighty scared. But I'm starting to see the beauty in all of this. Now is the time when I have to trust in my Heavenly Father and seek His will for what's next. I know it's going to be hard and long. But I also know that whatever the Lord desires for me is more than I could ever imaginge.

New Pair of Shoes

Okay. I've been trying to think of this week and the only thing I can really remember is when I got my awesome shoes in the mail. I know real deep, but I was excited. It was the first time I ordered shoes online. I went to Academy and tried on a pair to find the right size and some other shoes I like. s you can see I picked the ones I've been wanting forever, chocolate sperrys.

The best part about these shoes is I got them on sale, free shipping and I recieved reward points through the website I went through. Oh, for the first time in a long time my mom asked if she could wear them...