Senior Trip // Part 2

Down the Bay Photo Shoot & Graduation Celebration

May 25, 2016

Took some photos at the Bay House! 

Photo credits go to my sister Rachel.

This is my all-time favorite! Rachel nailed it.

While Rachel and I were in town, we were able to go to our cousin's 8th grade graduation! Later on, we were able to go to another cousin's 8th grade graduation as well! 

(sorry I look pretty sickly in this photo! I was suffering from some allergy symptoms at the time...)

Congrats to Anna, who appears to be the tallest one here! :)

Rachel (left) and Mary Clare (right)

After the graduation, we went to a Mexican restaurant. What a treat! 

Cousin squad of Shaws, Wentworths, and Beatys. 👍

Senior Trip // Part 1

Fishing and Seafood Delights

GrandDad stringing the fish

Grammy's large speckled trout

Eating at the River Shack

Not bad for just a few hours fishing, eh?

Over the next few days and weeks, I'll be telling y'all about my recent trip to Mobile, AL! The first few days consisted of fishing in the Bay and eating tons of freshly caught seafood. 

There's just nothing quite like casting a line in the Bay ... And waiting on just the right moment to pull the rod and catch a fish. 🐟 The best part is eating GrandDad's famous fish nuggets, which are to die for. But I'm getting ahead of myself ... ;)

Near Death at 2 Years Old

My next big life adventure happened at the age of 2. On May 19, 2000 (16 years ago today), our family of 4 went to a baseball game in Mobile, AL. We sat in foul ball zone and we were having a good time as a family. The batter swings and hits the baseball early...a very fast line-drive...straight for the crowd. And the ball whacked me in the head right near my eye, and then it bounced off me and hit my dad. He got a bad bruise on his leg and was limping around on it for a few days...but he got hit second!! I don't think I went unconscious, but I know that blood spewed everywhere and I screamed. I was rushed to the ER. I could have died...this injury was deep and almost to my skull. I do not remember this happening, but I do remember when I got my stitches out...that wasn't fun. But guess what? I didn't die. And my parents say it was a miracle. Apparently my parents were interviewed and were on a radio station as a result of this incident. Today, I still have a scar on my face and it's a constant reminder that God preserved my life that day.

My First Mission Trip at 4 Months Old

Say WHAT??!!

Yep, you heard me right. I was only 4 months old when I went on my first trip to another country. Technically, I wasn't doing missions work, unless you count the fact that I was a fat, pale baby that got a lot of attention from the Mexicans, which could have resulted in my parents having perfect opportunities for outreach... 

I honestly do not remember this trip, but my parents tell stories about it and apparently I had a good time.

Top: my brother on the left and I'm on the right
Bottom: two ladies fascinated by my chubbiness
(June 1998)

The adventures have officially begun!

Fresh Start

Hello! I'm excited about this fresh start on Sarah's Adventures! I used to blog over at Cute Combinations but now that blog is retiring for the moment.

In the future, I hope to keep you updated on my adventures in my busy life, recent travels abroad, and day-to-day events here in the Hoosier state.