I'm reading it. Its amazing. You should all read it (I think Molly has). Rob Bell never ceases to amaze me, he is so so so so brilliant.
WOW, its been a long time since I've written on this or talked to anyone. BAH! I've been busy but not with that important of things, just day to day stuff, decorating, family, church, what not, so its hard to figure out what to write on here.
I've been investing a lot of time in my cousins Sara and Maggie, specifically Maggie because she is soooo like me in high school. Thats been amazing, just bonding with them and getting into their everyday life. Maggie and I have become garage-sale hunters (I know, right? RANDOM) because I had a few things I still needed for my house that I wanted but wasn't willing to pay tons of money for. So for the past 3 Fridays she has spent the night at my house and we have gotten up at 4:45 on Saturday morning (yes, I got up that early voluntarily 3 Saturdays in a row...Shelley has become a workout goddess and Liz has turned into early morning garage saler...behold our future. Eek.), and we left, with maps and classified ads in our hands. Its really actually ridiculously fun looking at peoples crap and trying to figure out if you actually want anything from it. And the people are hilarious. Some are super bewigs (my families term for people who have to be first all the time) and some are JUNKY, nasty, HILARIOUS people. Maggie and I have had such a good time doing it (I'm kind of sad that I don't need anything else for my house now!) and its given me a chance to really talk to her as we are going about mundane talks. Something about the mixture of dawn, my music, Starbucks, and a destination of mostly crap just puts her in the mood to bare her soul-- and I'm really able to talk to her about a ton of things too in a way I never was before because she has REALLY matured.
Anyway, Saturday night she was supposed to go to the movies with her friends so I didn't expect to hear from her. Around 10:30, I got a crying phone call from her, asking if she could come over because she had had the worst night ever. I wasn't happy that she was upset but it was my GOAL to have her depend on me that way, and feel like she could run to me for an escape from parents, boys, or feuding friends. So I was beyond psyched when she did just that. Man, oh man. It feels good when you've been investing in someone or something and you begin to see the fruits of your labor. I LOVE FRUIT!!
What else is new? My mother was gone this weekend in St. Louis going to her 40th high school reunion, so my dad was the only one here this weekend, so Friday night he and went to the movies to see Transformers 2. I still haven't seen the first one, but I will be humble and admit that I was wrong, Gwendolyn, about Shia. He's still a douche in real life and I hate him, but he was good in this, and it was exciting, blah blah blah. I need to see the first one... Megan Fox is a HOE and she makes me angry... but dad and I had some good bonding.... He came and hung up all our wall decor and curtains, etc this Sunday for us, so now our house is OFFICIALLY the cutest house in the whole world, I'm not even going to lie. I'm pretty proud of it. Can't wait for you guys to come visit (no pressure, I know you're busy, that wasn't a back-handed-why-haven't-you-come-to-memphis comment, seriously it wasn't)!
Ok, I'm about to be real bold. And I'm pulling the "I'm not in Atlanta, so I'm out of the loop" card like a jerk wad. Molly, clearly I know that you and Luke are no longer together-- and trust me, I completely respect it if you don't want to talk about it at all, but hear me when I say I understand not knowing what the future holds and denying true feelings, and making life altering choices. I have so been there-- am still lingering there. So if you would love to complain and yell about how everyone else seems to have it all together, come and be beautifully broken with me, I promise I won't judge you if you don't have it all together, because I stillllllll don't. :) Life is even more glorious in the truth, and mhy ears are ALWAYS open to you in a way that I only reserve for the three of you guys. Trust me when I say that. Okay, I'm getting off of my soap box.
And man, I know you guys are going to be incredibley busy in the next weeks with housing training (for the millionth time--yay!) and move in and meeting your girls. But keep me updated, yeah? ;) I know you will....
What else? Oh my gosh, I have been watching Big Brother this summer, which is one of my favorite shows ever, and I just have to share with you guys my future husband-- because he is so DAMN FINE-- Jeff, from Chicago:
he wears glasses at night, has a tattoo of the sun on is shoulder, and has a tan beautiful body and says the word "fuck" alot...my perfect man. Hahaha. :)
mmm, that's about it on life folks! I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!
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