Sherbet

My new food obsession is sherbet. I love it and eat it all of the time. My obsession started partially because I love frozen treats and partially because I am sick and it feels so good and refreshing on my throat. I feel like sherbet is the sort of underdog of frozen desserts. Ice cream gets all of the glory. And don't get me wrong, I am a HUGE ice cream fan, but I think we just need to give sherbet a chance. My favorite brand is the Walmart Great Value kind. It is so creamy and fruity and delicious. I also feel healthier eating sherbet because the package says fat free. Even though it still is packed with sugar. I love the raspberry flavor the most. Closely followed by orange. But while Google image searching for the above photos, I found out that there is also pineapple and peach! It's like a whole new world of sherbet that I was never exposed to before now. I can't wait to try them all! So the moral of the story is, give sherbet a chance because its a nice switch up from ice cream and comes in many delicious flavors.

The City of Lights

A couple days ago I had an interesting and devastating dream. Normally I dont even remember my dreams and if I do they are forgotten quickly. Usually i dream of being kidnapped, my biggest fear. This dream was different. I haven't been able to forget about it I just keep remembering it. I told a few people about it, but I still kept thinking about it so I decided to blog it out and get it off my chest.

It was the end of the world/cleansing of the earth. The entire earth/land turned to water, but we weren't drowning. The land had shallow parts with little islands just under the surface of the water so we were fine. Then the most beautiful, indescribable and amazing lights anyone had ever saw appeared in the distance in a nearby city. My dad knew we had to go to the lights. He said something like if there is anything that pretty and touchable we want to be by it, and we dont want to be the ones in the darkness. We followed him because he was so sure that we needed to leave our current town. Before we left we tried to convince other families to come with us to "the city of lights". No one wanted to leave their homes. In their mind they were happy where they were. Everything was going perfect. Why would they leave their homes to go to an unusual and unfamiliar place. They didn't know what the lights were and they were too scared for the change. My family left. When we arrived at the lights they were beautiful and the land was great. We were very happy and glad we had gone to the lights. Then a giant monsterous and evil shark/whale came flying out of the water right below our family. It disappeared shooting up so high it went through the clouds. What goes up must come down so we knew it would come back right to us. I started swimming for my life so fast I was so scared. I heard my dad calling to me "no cait come back we have to stay by the lights" I knew if I stayed the shark would eat me. I kept swimming. I was terrified, swimming so fast I barely noticed the shark swimming downstream toward all the people who didn't go to the lights and me! my family was safe. It wasn't until this moment when the location of "the city of lights" became obvious. It was on the top of a mountain. It was higher than all the other lands, and all the rest was downhill. So why would the shark turn around and swim up a mile to eat my family when he could just swim down the mountain and eat the rest of the world. It was so obvious at this point but before I was sure that the shark would eat us at the lights. At this moment of realization I never felt so bad in my entire life. I felt like a traitor and that I had betrayed my family. I felt so bad that I was so prideful. I thought I knew everything and I only trusted myself and my own instinct. I didn't have faith and I didn't listen. I was just crying and crying as I was swimming as fast as I could knowing that I would soon be eaten by the shark. I have never regreted anything this much before, and there was no turning back. If I turned around I would be inbetween the shark and the people down below. I wouldn't stand a chance.

At this point the dream ended and I woke up. I was just crying and crying after I woke up in my bed. I felt so bad, the same way I felt in the dream even when I was awake. A feeling of emptiness and dissappointment. It was really a humbling experience, and I knew that I didn't know everything I thought I did. Now usually when I wake up from a dream then fall back asleep I can never finish the dream and sometimes I even want to know what happens but I never can. But this time, strangely, I did.

This part of the dream was a little blurry to me, but somehow I was saved I stayed ahead of the shark and kept swimming while it stopped to eat all the others in the world and I made it all the way back up to the lights. When I was reunited with my family they were all crying and hugging me. I was so lucky and they were so grateful. It was my second chance. They kept saying you're getting a second chance. I was so happy that I was okay but I was still a little shaken up about the whole experience and was not myself. I told my family how the shark ate everyone in the world and it was only our little family and the others that were at the city of lights. Then Nicole, my sister, recieved a text message and said that she had just heard from her friend danny that he was fine down at the bottom. I was so confused I saw the shark eat everyone. Then she assured me that he went inside a building along with a few others when they saw the shark coming.

Then I felt like I was in a seperate dream, or even real life. I was warming up at an indoor track meet with the others on my team. It was a huge and very important meet and everyone was very serious and intense, nervously warming up and getting ready to run. I kept trying to tell everyone about the whole story, because it was all I could think about, kind of like right now. Everyone kept telling me to be quiet and ignoring me. They didn't care or undersdtand why I would be making up this nonsense when they were too busy with their own lives and the meet. I was slowly turning invisible and each person I told acknowledged me less until eventually they couldn't hear me anymore. Then out of now where my english teacher, who would never be at a track meet, stood up and said "now who heard about that whale shark?" everything paused and everyone stopped and looked at me. They were all amazed that I was right about the whole story and they didn't believe before but now they knew.

Hatin' on Valentine's Day Haters

I realize that this post is a little late for Valentine's day, but I just didn't get around to posting until now. I love Valentine's day. And I'm not really sure how you couldn't love it. Parties. Cards. Love in the air. Free candy. Any holiday with free food is a good one in my book. But still some people just hate Valentine's day. Some because it's a "Hallmark holiday". Which is partially true. There is no historical/religious value to it. But I think love is prevalent enough in everyone's lives to have its own holiday. Everyone is loved and/or loves someone else. Other people hate it because they don't have a valentine to share it with. Which is kinda stupid. I don't have a valentine and I still greatly appreciate the holiday. I think the people who hate it because they don't have a valentine are just throwing themselves a little pity party and just looking for attention by proclaiming their lack of a valentine. Get over yourself. Just eat your candy hearts and be happy. You may not have a "valentine", but you are loved. Whether you know it or not. Valentine's day should be celebrated by everyone. Save your hatin' for St.Patrick's day.

This is Country Music

Country Music is very underrated. They aren’t derogatory towards women and actually tend to have meaning. Don’t get me wrong I like rap and hip-hop but it’s all about sex and drugs. Country is always a nice change to listen and I am about to tell you why. Here is country music at a glimpse:

Some songs are about struggles that others have to go through:

“Temporary Home” – Carrie Underwood

“Young mom on her own.
She needs a little help, got nowhere to go.
She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out,
Because a half-way house will never be a home.
At night she whispers to her baby girl,
Someday we'll find our place here in this world.”

Some are just feel good songs:

“Toes”- Zac Brown Band

“I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand

Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand

Life is good today, life is good today.”

Songs of love:

“Our kind of love” Lady Antebellum

Just like driving on an open highway
Never knowing what we're gonna find
Just like two kids, baby, always trying to live it up
Whoa, yeah, that's our kind of love
Mhm that's our kind of love.”

Songs of heartbreak:

“Lucky Girl”-Kellie Pickler

“Lucky Boy

Did you tell her she’s your second choice?

‘cause I wouldn’t be your little toy.

Ain’t no man inside her lucky boy.”

Songs telling a story:

“Baby Girl” Sugarland

"Dear Mom and Dad,
I’ll send money. I’m so rich that it ain’t funny.
It oughtta be more than enough to get you through.
Please don’t worry 'cause I’m all right,
I’m stayin’ here at the Ritz tonight
Whaddya know, we made our dreams come true.
And there are fancy cars and diamond rings,
But you know that they don't mean a thing.
They all add up to nothin' compared to you.
Well, remember me in ribbons an' curls.
I still love you more than anything in the world...
Love,
Your baby girl."

Songs respecting women:

“Waiting on a woman” Brad Paisley

“It’ll be the same with your young wife

Might as well go on and get used to it,

She’ll take her time ‘cause you don’t mind.

Waitin’ on a woman.”

Songs proudly saying where they came from:

“Small town USA” –Justin Moore

“Give me Saturday night, my baby by my side.

A little Hank Jr. and a six pack of lights,

Old dirt road and I’ll be just fine.

Give me a Sunday morning full of grace

A simple life and I’ll be okay here in small town USA.”

Songs embracing their country-ness:

“We Rode in Trucks”- Luke Bryan

“It was huntin’ and fishin’ and football games.

Then it was girls, and everything changed, in our lives.

Fallin’ in and out of love, we rode in trucks.”

Songs with life messages/advice, these are my favorite lyrics:

“Love Like Crazy”- Lee Brice

“Be your best friend, tell the truth, and overuse I love you.

Go to work, do your best, don’t outsmart your common sense.

Never let your praying knees get lazy

And love like crazy.”

Songs about relaxing and enjoying life (usually with a beer):

“Pretty Good at Drinking Beer”- Billy Currington

“So hand me one more,

That’s what I’m here for, I’m built for having a ball.

I love the nightlife, I love my budlight.

I like em’ cold and tall.”

Songs about America:

“American Ride”- Toby Keith

“That’s us, that’s right,

Gotta love this American Ride.

Both ends of the ozone burnin’

Funny how the world keeps turnin’

Look ma, no hands, I love this American ride.”

Songs reflecting life:

“House that built me”- Miranda Lambert

“You Leave home, you move on,

And you do the best you can.

I got lost in this whole world

And forgot who I am.”

Songs about finding yourself:

“American Honey”- Lady Antebellum

“There’s a wild, wild whisper blowing in the wind.

Calling out my name like a long lost friend.

Oh, I miss those days as the years go by,

Oh, nothing’s sweeter than summertime,

And American honey.”

Songs about working hard:

“Farmer’s Daughter”- Rodney Atkins

“I was haulin’ hay and feedin’ the hogs

And that summer sun had me sweatin’ like a dog,

So I cooled off in the creek.

Then it was back to work in the daggum heat.

I was cussin’ out loud, thinkin’ bout quittin’

Lookin’ back now I’m sure glad I didn’t

Cuz just when I thought it couldn’t get no hotter,

I caught glimpse of the farmer’s daughter.

This is why I love country music. Country music rarely swears, they are proud of who they are. Artists appreciate other country artists and don’t have huge egos. They are proud of each other on successes. I understand you might not like country music, but I do believe everyone has a “hillbilly bone” inside of them.