When this memory fades, I'm going to make sure it's replaced

If you're wondering what's with the song lyrics in the blog titles, it's because I can't think of any titles. I just don't want to leave it blank.

I went to my other grandparents' today. I've acquired $150 from my relatives the last two days, the ones who have no idea what to give me for Christmas and feel guilty about it. I've decided that some of it is going towards blue streaks, and the rest is going in my savings. I sure my elderly relatives are going to be thrilled that their money went towards the 'Julianne feels like dying her hair a very unnatural color' fund. I'm not planning on letting them find out.

I got home about and hour ago, and I'm bored out of my mind already. The thought of my friends being at the mall without me, which I know they are at the moment, is making me unable to entertain myself. Colin, this kid I barely know from youth group and hangs out with my friends at Simonds, used Jamie's phone to call from the mall, and left a message in a British accent. It pretty much made my day.

I just thought that was the best part of my day, when my dad walked into my room carrying my cat, who has her head stuck in a grocery bag handle. It's been half an hour, and nobody has taken it off her yet. We're all too amused by it, I guess.

Here's some pictures from my walk this morning. They turned out even better than I thought they would, because of the new snow: