Corndogs and Weenie Dogs

For those who are wondering where I have been, I got kidnapped by college. It held me hostage for about a month. I managed to escape today, but I heard that it is out looking for me. It won't be long before it finds me again. 


Thankfully, fall break is only 2 days away and that means I get to see mi familia!!

I miss them so much! God has truly blessed me with the most amazing parents and brother anyone could ask for. See that freakishly tall boy between my mother and I? That's my LITTLE brother. He's 19, yet he is a foot and 3 inches taller than me. Apparently my parents fed him a lot better than they fed me. That's why my growth is so stunted. I kid I kid, no need to call social services. 


Shout out to Michael (my broski) for walking on the Memphis football team! I cannot wait to see what God has in store for him!! Or me, because who knows maybe Michael will become friends with some hunk of a football player named Derek and we will fall madly in love. 


A few weeks ago, I visited my family for the weekend. We went to a festival. The two main reasons I wanted to go there was: a. CORNDOGS and b. Weenie dog races. If you know me, you know I LOVE corndogs, especially ones from a festival or a fair. Anywho, we got to watch little dachshunds race each other, or attempt to.


Here's a video of the first bracket:

I have now decided that I am going to save up my money for a dachshund so that I can enter him in these races. He's gonna be a beast. Every dachshund will tremble in fear at the sound of his name. Green bandana weenie got nothing on him.


Actually, mine will probably turn out to be the pup who runs off in the wrong direction. 


Well, I'd write more, but I have got to get some stuff done before I go to my flag football game. Don't worry, I'm wearing a really attractive mouth guard so that I don't bust my lip open again.