Queenly ColorsSince I've changed positions in life from princess to queen I decided that it was also a time for a color change (also inspired by Hud and Rosalind changing their xanga colors). I think my new blue-green is more royal than the hot pink (which is still awesome), but now I look more mature...or something like that. This past week was Hudson's fall break and on Friday we drove up to the Smokey mountains (along with the rest of Knoxville) to go hiking. We hiked out to Charlie's Bunion. It was 8 miles total down and back on the Appalachian Trail. We hiked hard, but the weather was so nice that we were kind of cold the whole time. Hudson climbed up on top of the Bunion at the end of our journey, and I took a picture of him. Living in the middle of Knoxville is really awesome in a way--we are ten minutes away from Wal-Mart and Blockbuster and even less from the mall and Chick-Fil-A. But this city sure is ugly compared to Chattanooga. It was a 2 hour drive to get out of the rush and polution and get some fresh air and beauty. But then again, life is going really well. Hudson and I are married (which is still crazy to me...but I'm slowly getting used to it) and in love and have everything we need. Actually, we have a lot more, such as an amazing apartment which Hudson is slowly letting me paint all the rooms in . Our newest addition is a sage green guest bathroom. Woot-woot. Something I don't understand about marriage is why God designed the whole cycle the way He did. I know it has to be good because HE designed it, but right now it's hard to make sense of it. You start at birth and you have a family that raises you and loves you and cares for you and makes you safe. Then, you fall in love with a guy and decide that you must marry him. This all sounds more than wonderful until you realize that you have to leave your awesome family. So, everyone is excited, but then again, everyone is sad. And that is going to be Hud and I next . We are going to have some children that we absolutely love and pour into their lives for a few short years, and then they are going to leave and make us sad and do the whole thing over again. It just seems like the whole thing is a sad process because it seems like the people you love are always leaving. Or you are always leaving them. I can't imagine life another way, but why do we have to get so attached to our families? Hmmmm...I don't have time now, but my next rant will be against families moving all over the country | 
