Still Waiting

So my boyfriend Maxwell was suppose to release a special CD for me the day before Valentine's day to show his love for my loyalty to him, and well all I got was a message saying it's coming soon. Soon? When is soon? I have been waiting so long for this! Oh well I guess I will wait a little longer.


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Single hearted Valentine

You know I think as a single person I celebrated Valentines Day more than my married and hooked up friends. I think as a single girl you don't want to feel left out of a holiday for lovers so you go out of your way and find all your other single friends and make a pact not to be alone and to do something fun and different. The people who are in love don't need to go out their way because love is enough. Maybe that's just how I perceive it anyway.
This year I decided that I didn't need to go out of my way either. I offered to babysit for my cousin and her husband so they could have the night out and I spent Valentines with my biggest fan, the person outside of my immediate family who loves me the most, yeah she's 2 1/2 but she thinks I am a rock star or something and that always feels good.
A holiday based around love seems like it should be more important than it is and be about than romance but what true love is, like serving one another and being patient and kind. I know we should be doing that stuff everyday but a day to got out of your way is always good.
So happy Valentines Day from one very loved single hearted girl!

Bitter Cold

It's like 6 degrees here and it's bitter cold out. I think every year I say "I don't remember it being this cold" and every year I complain about how long the winters are here in Michigan. You would think I would get used to it, but instead I block it out and forget how bitter cold it really is. I have some friends who think it's so pretty here in the winter with the snow and the lakes and all that, it's nice for like 2 days.
Anyway the new job is going well. I wasn't sure if I would like it, listening to people complain on the phone all day, but so far I do like it. The day goes by really fast and some of the time I feel like I am helping someone out.
I have been dog sitting for the last two weeks while my parents lay on the beach in sunny Florida and then call and tell me how it was only 84 degrees out today. Poor Bubba pulled a muscle in one of his legs and is limping and crying. It's really sad. I took hime to the vet today, I felt like an adult. It's weird what things make you feel all grown up.
Yesterday Christie had a girls craft night. I love those nights. We decoupaged last night. It was fun. I made two cool cards and if you ever want someone to lead a craft night call Christie because she is really good at it.
Well that sums up the last few weeks, oh except I had my annual pizza party. This year it fell on my brother' birthday so we joined the two. It was a lot of fun, I think we had our best turn out yet.

Love Sick?

Why is when I am sick I get all emotional? I think this is a normal feeling, but why? I have this horrible cold, I can barely breathe, as Napolean Dynamite would say "It hurts real bad" anyway I think he said that, I am not really sure cause I can't really think straight. But back to my original point which I think went something like this, why when we are sick do we just want to be loved, or in love or both? I mean I guess we want someone to take care of us because we aren't feeling well, but why is our or at least my emotional state so heightened? Is there evidence to this sort of thing? I mean it's different than being in pain. I have been in some kind of physical pain on a daily basis for 10 years, and well I guess you just get used to it, but I get a little cold and I'm like a little baby. Weird. So today I lounged on my couch all day and totally fed the melacholy behavior by watching way too many episodes of Felicity. I have a weekness for young adult soap operas. I love them, especially when I am sick. Anyway I am rambling, I have to get up for work in a few hours so off to try to sleep I go.

Switched ON

Are there ever moments in your life when you feel like you're switched on? Like you are fully you and confident with that person and love being you? Well I think that is one of the reasons why I love Nashville. I have great friends there, and this time I made more great friends. It's so weird but when I was there this time I was fun and all the junk I have been carrying was gone. I was me, funny, loveable, a little sarcastic and raw, me. I felt hopeful and happy. It was so nice. I was a little afraid of coming home, like all the junk would just re-attach itself to me. The junk is trying to jump on board, all the hard responsibilities of life like illness, bills, new job, and so forth. But I am feeling grace. Steady grace. I am not freaking out, I am doing okay. I don't know if I am totally on, but I am at least awake. God is good.
Oh and I saw a really good movie this weekend, Curse of the Golden Flower. It's a Chinese movie with amazing cinematography and a really interesting but true storyline. I hate paying $9 for a movie, and don't think any movie is worth $9, but if you are wanting to go to the movies and are going to spend the $9 see this one, mostly becaue seeing it on the big screne will heighten the experience, and show off how beautiful this movie is.

How I cut my toe getting a pedicure

I drove to Nashville, mostly because I like having my car when I am there. I drove for 9 1/2 hours, got there got dressed and went to my friend's bachelorette party. I then drove everyone home because I was sober. I was up for close to 24 hours. So the next day I met with my friend and the two other bridesmaids for our bridesmaid luncheon, it was super fancy and yummy. We then went to the fanciest nail salon in all of Nashville, it's where all the famous people go. So we were all getting pedicures, and I was relaxing in the leather chair with massagers, very nice as my feet were bathing in the little whirlpool and the nice asian lady was making my feet look pretty. Well I kept sliding down on the chair, I was trying to use my upper body to push my self up but it wasn't working. So I put my feet down in the tub, and pushed myself up, well I slipped and one of my toes went into the jets of the whirlpool. I know you are cringing right now. I didn't scream or cry, but when the lady lifted my toe she about freaked out because blood was gushing out all over, it looked like I cut my foot off. My friend (the bride to be) was sitting next to me and she looked over and yelled to the lady doing my feet "what happened" or something like that I don't really remember, but the lady said " I no do it, I no do it" I explained that it was all me. The nail lady was trying hard to stop the bleading, she did manage to get it too clot. It was super gross, and the best part was she painted the toe red like all the others, so it looked like she spilt a bottle of red nail polish on my toe. Because of the lack of sleep and loss of blood I and my friend Banning found this to be hillarious and laughed silly. I wabbled the rest of the weekend.
Yeah, I am always good for one embarrising crazy story a month. We were toasting and roasting my friend Kristina and her husband Jason at their rehersal dinner, and no one could think of any embarrising stories about Kris, and after I told her all of our stories are me doing something stupid and she reasuring me that no one noticed, or it's not that big a deal, or wabbling is cute.
I am just proud to provide entertainment to all.

I'm Back

Well it's been a while since I posted. Christmas was very nice, it was my first Christmas as an Aunt and that was a lot of fun. Maya got lots of sweet kisses from me. After Christmas I went to Nashville for one of my dearest friends weddings. I stood up in it and wore a pretty red dress, I felt like a southern belle. I will have to post pics as soon as I have them. My Nashville trip was non stop, exhausting and super fun. I have some really good stories like how I almost cut my toe of getting a pedicure, oh and hillbillie Christians that live in the woods party a lot different that us city slickers, fun times though. It was a great trip, I made new friends and got to love on my old ones. It was hard coming home.
Oh I started a new job yesterday, more news on that too follow as well. I have to go study and am exhausted from the crazy week, but there will be another post soon, promise.