Alyssa's Slice

This weekend I had the pleasure of attending my aunts wedding with my family. I was excited to see my aunt for this first time in a little over two years, maybe more. While the wedding was fun and beautiful, I was surprised that the wedding was not the best part of my small adventure. While at the wedding I learned the kind of person that my second youngest nephew is becoming, and man did it make me smile. I spend a lot of time with my family and I have watched this boy grow up from the age of 1 to the now 11 year old young man he is today. Before this weekend I thought that I knew his personality and would have told you that he was a hyper boy, but shy around people that he doesn't know too well. At the wedding I was expecting my sweet little nephew to hide off at the table or in a corner; boy was I wrong. This handsome little guy was bustin' a move and taking over the dance floor all night long. Until this night I had never seen someone dance so hard that their nose began to

Lately I have been so happy when I get ready in the morning because I get to wear all of my most favorite clothes. I am such a fall and winter person. I have noticed that the older I get the more excited I get for October to come around. As soon as the weather starts to get slightly chilly I am wearing sweaters and scarfs and hanging up the decorations for fall. This is my favorite time of year. Everything starts to change colors and it get dark earlier. I also love the cold. My favorite part about fall though is Halloween, and of course thanksgiving. Pumpkin patches and carving, corn mazes and lots of yummy food. I also love that it is the beginning of the holidays, where you get to spend time with your family making amazing memories. I have decked out my entire apartment in all types of Halloween and fall décor and will keep up the decorations, with slight changes, throughout the holidays. I blame this on my creative teacher side, always having to decorate for anything and everything

While at work this Saturday I was reminded of why I want to be in this profession. I had a table sitting in my section (I'm a server) that was super sweet and kind. It started off by me walking up and saying hi to the father and his daughter. I immediately realized that the girl had cerebral palsy, so I struck up a conversation and started asking all of my normal questions. The girl smiled at me with the biggest sweetest smile and ordered the drink and appetizer she wanted. Her dad laughed and said whatever she wanted. I got their things to them and sat down with them to get their order. The dad started asking me questions about my major and what my plans were after I graduate college. I explained to him that after I graduate I want to go back and get my special education certification and teach younger students in an inclusion classroom. After this I sat and talked with them for basically the entire time they were there, except for when I left to handle my other tables. They told

I held it in my hands, palms sweating and prepared to get hurt. I was so nervous. "Why would my brother make me do this?" I thought as I held the huge axe in my hands. Heavy and uncomfortable I steadied myself and got ready to try this. "1...2...3...GO!!" he yelled, and with all of my might I sent the axe soaring through the air. It twirled around and finally hit the board splitting it easily. "Man," I thought, "that was SO FUN!" I started immediately laughing as my family all cheered around me and holding out their hands for me to high five them. I realized that not only had I hit the board, but also made it inside the target circle. I cannot believe that my brother talked me into throwing and axe; but I am so glad that he did. That was the weirdest and most fun experience that I have ever had. I think that this game is crazy and I will probably never play it again; but you only live once right? my lesson that I learned from playing this "

I have recently been trying very hard to take better care of my body. I make myself go and run or do some sort of work out at least three times a week. I know that it doesn't seem like much, but to a person that hasn't worked out diligently since high school it is often hard to make myself go that much. I also have told myself that a diet of fried food and pasta is not something should be in my life. So I am buying healthy food and dragging myself to the gym as often as I can. I have to say that I am super proud of myself though, because it has been three weeks and I am still going strong! I still have a piece of pizza and some fried food every now and then, but this to me is a victory. I can already feel the difference in my energy and how I feel everyday. I want to end up pushing myself to go more and work harder to get to where I would like to be with myself, but for now I am pushing and pushing to make these little accomplishments I make each day.