Two in one day....

I guess I'm making up for my absence.

I'll say a little something about mud frisbee.

When we started playing frisbee, the weather looked grim, the rain was beginning to come down and the field we were on seemed to be getting smaller. After one frustratingly crowded game, Yellow decided that we should switch to the the larger field. Little did he know, but the other field was a little flooded. I watched as the people around me slipped and slid across the field to get the frisbee. Yellow took a spill and ended up soaked to the bone. Big man fell flat on his back multiple times, and I'm afraid that he really will become a quadriplegic. Clark Kent turned his white shorts brown. G.B. got his arms all muddy. It was quite a show. The best thing was... I actually got thrown the frisbee, and I caught it TWICE, and I successfully threw it back TWICE. All in all, it was an interesting experience. I probably need to shop-vac my car tomorrow seeing as the munchkins I had to take home got it all grassy. After the game, my feet looked like I had been attacked by the grass monster. I had to dip them in the pool just to get them slightly clean. But it was well worth it.....

Plans for the rest of the week/weekend...
Thursday- Babysitting KAS while her momma gets an ultrasound. Then I might swim.
Friday- Thrifting with Joy
Saturday- Breakfast with Loverface, Baby shower for Baker, Get the carseats for Cart and Droodle.
Sunday- Maybe go see the grandparents and HOPEFULLY get back for frisbee.

Magic 8 Ball

Right now I wish I had my hands on a real magical 8 ball. One that knew what was to come and contained phrases such as "Go for it" "Don't be an idiot" and "DUH!". I would shake it and ask it a variety of questions that would make my life easier.

Why is it that when I try to fix a problem, it ends up getting worse? I try to do something kind and reach out and tell people how I feel and they just snap back and act like I caused the problem in the first place. I'm sick and tired of trying to please everyone. It gets me nowhere real fast. So, I've decided to make myself happy. Along the way, I'll do nice things for people, if they deserve it, and I'll make the people that really matter happy. But only because I know that they'll react the way I want them too.

I know that I sound like a heartless, selfish, B word. But I'm simply sick of sitting back and watching the things that I want fly past my ever hopeful arms. I'm not going to sit back anymore, I'm fighting for what I want and by golly, I'm going to get it!..... I hope.

Life.... and death

Lately, everything I do seems to remind me of Evan. As I went to prom, walked across the stage at graduation, and now, as I'm packing up stuff to bring to college. I'm constantly reminded that everything I do, he didn't get the chance to. I live my life everyday for him. I know that each breath I take is one more than he ever got to. Everything I've done since my 16th birthday was more than he got. And it really doesn't seem fair. Evan was probably the nicest person I have ever met. I rarely got to see him, but when I did he didn't shoo me off like my others cousins did. He took my hand and included me. The last time I saw him, he taught me how to play pool. He didn't act like I was annoying him with my constant questions or requests for help. I still can't believe that he's gone.

Let me explain for those of you who don't know anything about the wonderful boy that was and is my cousin. Evan was came into the world on St. Patrick's Day 1988 and he left it on 1/5/05. Car accident in North Carolina. He wasn't wearing a seatbelt (which is why I ALWAYS wear mine) and he was ejected from the car. Evan, being a lovely and unselfish guy, was an organ donor, so his eyes still see the beauty of the world, his organs still work, just in someone else's body. His soul is gone, but being the amazing kid he was, I know where he is. Looking down on me, and my family, and his mom, dad, and brother.

Ugh, sorry for all the depression. I've just been thinking about him a lot lately and needed to get that out.

The (Almost) Perfect Day

Judging by the title of this post, I believe that anyone with half a brain could figure out that today went well. I actually went to bed at a decent hour (thanks to Moos constant nagging) and got about 9 hours of sleep. I woke up around 10:30 (would slept in later, but my iPhone feels the need to remind me five million times when I get a text.) *cough*don't text me for eleven*cough* After waking up and actually getting out of bed, I went to run some errands with my mom. Bank, Post Office, Kmart. We got Gracey and Joagster their birthday present. (I sure hope that they like it.) After Kmart, we drove through Wendy's and ate some delicious sandwiches.

Then my phone rang, and Dragon asked me if I wanted to go over to her house for a while with Lee and My son. I decided to head over there, and we sat on Dragon's bed and caught up. (We were definitely overdue for a long talk.) Suddenly, the four of us felt the urge to bake, so we went to Target and got some supplies. Our baking experience was rather interesting... Lee blew up the butter in the microwave, and then (while I was gone taking Tebow to the vet) Dragon and Lee thought it would be a good idea to make "shark week" cookies. What are shark week cookies you ask? Well let me explain... They dyed the batter blue to signify water, and cut up bits of gummy bears to show dead bodies. Seemed like a good idea right? Wrong! Apparently, gummy bears + heat = huge mess. Don't ever do it.

After baking, we went into the computer room to talk some more. Dragon got mad because my phone kept telling me I had a text, so she took it and began to read. My forgetful mind forgot that I had told C.K. how much of a baking idiot she was, so when Dragon read that, she got a little angry and made me chase her around the house to get my phone back. Then we sat around of the couch laughing our heads off until it was time to go home.

I knew that dinner would be AMAZING when I could smell the salmon grilling as soon as I stepped out of the car. And boy was I right, that fish was sooooo good. Now, I'm full and waiting to see if a sleepover is in my future. A sleepover would take that (almost) right out of the title of this post. :D

Summer days are my favorite.

I spent the first 20 minutes of my day in the shower praying. I prayed for the healing of Jake after his accident yesterday, thanked Jesus for giving Sam legs (he got accepted to some Shriner's Hospital thing that's going to provide him with prosthetics.), and asked for guidance in my life. After my shower, I told my parents about Jake and they went to visit him at the hospital. (He fractured a couple ribs, broke a vertebrae, partially deflated a lung, and got a concussion, but seems to be doing well). I think he'll be going home soon.

When the 'rents left I was home alone to think about things. I decided to just go with the flow and not try to change anything about my life. After a little t.v., I got a call from Lemon and we decided to go to the local Sonic. Cherry Limeades are sooo yummy. Then we headed over to frisbee. I caught the disc once, but of course Big Man couldn't catch it and Clark Kent blamed the whole think on me. Oh well. After a few games we just threw the discs back and forth. C.K. (accidentally) kicked me in the nose. But it doesn't hurt unless I think about it. Keegs helped me steal his keys for revenge. Lee brought her exchange student Frenchy, so we taught her how to play. B taught some kids how to throw hammers. And Yellow actually learned how to not be intense all the time. Overall, it was a good frisbee experience. :D

Happy 4th of July!

Today I........
1. Slept in until 12
2. Had an extremely confusing conversation of fb. I still don't understand what was decided.
3. Went to the Forbey's house
4. Learned how to play Texas Hold'em
5. "Accidently" kicked May in the no-no area and sent him to the ground.
6. Had another conversation with someone else that should maybe help me understand the 1st convo
7. Ate some yummy 4th of July food
8. Watched a little Beach Volleyball
9. Brought Tebow over to play with the Forbey's doggies
10. Watched MoJo kick Stace's a** at Texas Hold'em
11. Wished I had been invited to watch fireworks
12. Came home and sat at the computer.
13. Was told to go to bed by Moos, and I didn't listen.
14. Got even more confused


The day was fun, but could have been better.

Happy 233rd bithday America. I hope you're able to live another 233.

In an attempt to keep updated

Today, or should I say yesterday, was fun.

The day started out with a couple of rather rude awakenings. At 4 a.m. someone thought it would be funny to block their number and call me the one night I forgot to silence my phone. Then at the wonderful hour of 8, my neighbors decided to get their trees trimmed. This wouldn't have been a problem if they would have stayed away from my window. But nooo, they had to trim the branches that lie right outside my room. Fun stuff. But I suppose it was good that I got up so early. I had time to take a long shower and wash my hair all in time for my skype call with xander/Clark Kent (Skype really is a neat thing. You can talk to someone who's 4,000 miles away and feel like they're right next to you).

After my Skype call, I was tired (probably because of my rude awakenings) and took a rather long nap. When I woke up, I took my mom to WallyWorld to get her medicines for that nasty cold she's caught. Then I went to Moos house for some movies. Eagle Eye is soooo intense!!!! My son, Ji, B, and Lee were all there. (I love making up code names!)

Plans for tomorrow- Shopping with Moo, Cavity, My son, and Lemon. And then maybe something including Lee that night.



Oh yes, and an update on the confusion. I guess I don't have any choice but to go with Person B. Which is definitely the angel on the shoulder in the situation. I guess I'm cool with that. I just liked dreaming for that little time.