i'm just full of surprises

I'm sure no one actually cares whether or not I took pictures on my trip to paris... but SURPRISE! I didn't. honestly. Although, I did take a few on my iphone because my dad's fancy-licious camera just couldn't capture it. (oh how sad i will be when i can't afford said iphone anymore) want to see?

 this is a humongous jar of nutella. unfortunately I couldn't buy it because i knew that it would be such a inconvenient thing to lug all the way home and the fact that I am off sugar and wouldn't be able to finish it in the six hours left of my sugar day. you see, I had to get to the airport. and i don't think my taxi driver would be all too happy if i spilled nutella all over his fancy floor.

did you know that Corinne can't wink with her right eye? she had me take the picture to assure her that she really wasn't doing it correctly.

and this is the copy cat. the picture you have all secretly been waiting for because you actually didn't care about my pictures of corinne.

ALSO... ashlie sent me some more wonderful fantastic photos that i adore. they are dreamy.

I really do wish I had drawn them.

now before this whole paris thing happened, halloween came along. unfortunately out utilities and supplies in london are limited, and me and corinne didn't get to dress up. I'm also thinking that maybe only Texas lets teenagers dressup on halloween and go trick or treating. the oldest trick or treater we got was maybe 11. I wish I could have taken a picture with some of these adorable kids but i was thinking since i am unknown in my neighborhood the parents might have started freaking out. the reactions of crazy parents are something every child needs to watch out for. The whole point of this story was that British kids are much cuter than America ones. But maybe that is just their accent talking.

Then I got a letter from my favorite person in the entire world. GRACE SIEBACH. her letter was quite amazing. I even got a drawing. So on the train ride home from Paris i decided to out do her amazing awesome fantastic letter and write her one back that is even more fantastic. I think i might have done it. Unfortunately I can't give you a picture since it is private. but just trust me that it looks better than any other letter you have ever seen before.

PARIS. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I'm leaving a whole lot of space for paris later. I think the time is getting to me. (its really late here but i had to stay up and read my sister's blog because she just updated it)