toolazy…
i like doing things, but i'm just so-dang-lazy.Archive for family
early morning win
y’know, as long as i go to the gym before work, it’s a winning day.
but, today was a good day. i got a lot done at work (mailing almost a thousand pieces) and i studied after work.
and i’m spent.
i still have to work on my latest draft of my essay, but so far, i’ve done a lot.
just remember awesome.
i’m thinking vacay soon. excited about that.
can’t wait for bf time.
i wish i had friends, but at least i have bf and fam here.
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Today
I had to go to the post office today. I was dreading it because Bulk Mail may be cheaper, but it’s so much harder!
Luckily, my giant coworker helped me, for safety-sake (he’s in H.R.). It was super helpful.
My car did not get hit by a big rig this time and I got Starbucks after my excursion.
Plus a cousin told me I’m smart.
Like J said, I could be laughing at myself ten years from now when I’m married with kids and a lawyer.
Studying is my way to the future….let’s hope I have the cojones for it all.
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list of goodness.
Friday:
Boyfriend. Me. Chinese Food. We finished Buffy season four. Awesome! Who knew, that a year later, we’d be just another old couple eating Chinese take out and watching DVD’s? we are so exciting.
Saturday:
Brunch with A. Homefries, sausage and coffee. YUMMY. It was a gorgeous day in my town and I was able to get a cool (green) toy for my Godson.
Baby shower. Yummy food.
Cousin’s house. UFC (?). Cupcake? Yes. Sleepovers.
Sunday:
Godson’s birthday party. Independence Day. Food! Family! Bonfire. Sleepovers. “Are you leaving?” “Maybe.” “No, don’t leave.” Thank you four-year old, makes me feel good.
Monday:
Scenic route. Home for a bit. Foggy beach day with cousins. Amusement park. Burritos. Kettle korn. Hanging with cousins and the kids. Fun times. 
And I’m spent.
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not smart.
I’m destined to get fat again and re-gain the twenty pounds I lost.
I’m drinking an iced coffee and eating a chicken and brie sandwich. This doesn’t fit into my diet and will make me go over my calories today.
Oh well. It is one of those days when I drown myself with food instead of friends because I DON’T HAVE ANY.
But that is my problem.
I am ungrateful because I have a place to live, a job, a lovely before, a loving family, etc.
Yet, I feel like I’m just lost and have nothing.
I’m just a weirdo ungrateful brat.
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Good list
For June 22, eating out with my parents. I made them go to a new (for us) restaurant.
For today, I hit to eat my leftovers. I <3 chicken wings and lumpia.
Thank goodness for the fitbit. Love it.
Home is…
They say, ‘Home is where the heart is.”
But I always wonder where I belong.
Growing up, sometimes I enjoyed the special “minority-ness” it probably helped me get into a good school (or just the fact my school sucked).
When I went away to college, I loved that town. I didn’t love the weather all the time nor the asthma or migraines, but there were things to do and places to see (and friends to hang out with).
There were little moments when I missed home:
- Getting sick,
- Needing rides and not getting rides to the E.R.,
- Family.
Family was the biggest thing. I felt like I was missing things, and when things happened to me, I felt like I didn’t have anybody at my back.
Not that I don’t have family back there, but they weren’t physically close.
So, in my time of sadness, I just said, ‘Eff it,” and moved. I moved quickly. I think I made up my mind on December 12 and by January 6, I was back. Back home.
It was a time of just reflection and rejuvenation.
Now it’s been over a year. I’m back. Is there where I fit in?
I love my hometown, but I’m remembering more and more why I never fit in.
Where is home? Where you grew up? Where you really grew up?
I miss friends and freedom.
I miss doing things on my own. I liked paying bills, I liked eating out without feeling guilt.
ah. oh well.
You look around and there you are.
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sorority life.
so, confession.
i was in a sorority in college.
if you know me, i am not a typical greek girl.
i like espn, bacon-wrapped hot dogs, comedies and non-chick lit/flicks.
anyway.
back in 1998, when i was a lonely transfer student living in a house off-campus, i went to an orientation thing. there were a bunch of girls talking to us new folks and vicky came up to me and asked me to go to the ‘delta rush.’
i didn’t know what that meant, but, she said a key word: ‘Free Food.”
so i went.
who knew that would change my life. i got jobs, made life-long (so far?) friends, and got great experiences from it. i wouldn’t have many of the friends i do today if i never went for the free food.
during my first semester at school, my grandmother died. if i didn’t have my pledge sisters (who really took care of me the day i got back), i probably would’ve transfered back to the state school and finished out there.
i’m glad for my experience.
it’s not all about drinking and boys and silliness. it really is about friendship, life experiences (and some cocktails).
thanks for the memories chicas.
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