We've got the motions down, and we all have the moon and the raining clouds...

Since no one wants to comment on my angsty blog, I'll post another one that's less moody. Haha.

Last night I started my house sitting adventure!  I'm staying in the house of one of the families I work for while they are on vacation.  They suggested it, since it will be closer to the other family so I won't have to drive.  Plus, it's super fun to have this cool house all to myself.  Just me and Franky, the dark grey kitty.  This morning I woke up (A whole half hour later than normal!  Woo hoo!) and got ready for work, which is a whopping 5 minutes away, grabbed a hazelnut latte (my favorite) on the way at Zanzibar's Coffee Adventure, and took care of TWO kids instead of four.  I took Alex and Jacob on a walk in the morning, and while we were out we saw a deer just chilling out eating grass in somebody's yard.  We stood maybe 15 feet away from it, all while Jacob was repeating "Hi deer, hi deer, hi deer!" and waving, and it didn't freak out or anything.  I guess I'm just not used to these "city deer," because I thought it was super cool.  I even took a picture on my phone because I was so astounded, and now I'm posting it here because I'm STILL astounded.  Pretty cool, eh?

I'm planning a pretty fantastic date for Saturday.  It's going to be epic.  Like the kind of date you watch in movies and wish you could go on.  Hahaha.  Maybe not.  But it's going to be sweet.

I need to eat something for dinner and I don't know what to make.  I bought some alfredo sauce at the store yesterday to have one night, because I'm a loser and I didn't want to actually make homemade alfredo sauce, but I think I'm going to have that tomorrow night maybe.  I suppose that means it's time to scout out the freezer.


Sweet Jesus Christ, my sanity...

64 days.

Today Jessica, my roommate-to-be, and I picked an apartment and started filling out the application.  I'll get the deposit put down this weekend and hopefully we'll be able to pick our floor plan soon.  I'm excited about it.  I bought some plastic dishes and some kitchen towels and dish cloths and a rug, so the kitchen will be all decked out in a cute apple green color.  We have a couch, but we're getting a slipcover for it, and we have lots of other stuff too.  Like, a toaster oven.  And stuff like that.

I went to DTC again this week for church.  Emily Rollman, my supercute friend, came along and we had some good conversations over pie afterward.  She's really awesome.  You should all know her.

Andrew comes home from Florida tomorrow night, and Monday night we're going to go out for a little time together.  I miss him.  I don't like it when he's away.  If it were up to me, we would just share every exciting thing together.  He would be there for all of my favorite moments, and I'd be there for his.  Unfortunately that isn't how it works.  He's far away now.  He will be far away for a large portion of the summer, and for nearly all of next year.

It literally makes me feel sick, the fact that he is leaving at the end of the summer.  We have always been together.  We've always been in close proximity to each other, even if we didn't talk or interact much.  We were just there.  I've never gone more than a few weeks without seeing him.  This isn't how I want it.  Sure, it is probably best, and sure, it is probably God's plan, and sure it'll probably be good for us.  But sometimes I just think, screw what's best.  I don't give a crap.  I want him to stay.  So, as you can see, I sometimes have kind of a bad attitude about this whole Andrew-leaving-for-college thing.  I'm being a wimp, I get that.  I'm wimpy.  I want things to be easy.  I want to just be in love and to float away on that, happily ever after.  I don't have it so bad, other people have it way worse, I'll still see him plenty, it'll be good for us and we'll grow, and absence makes the heart grow fonder, blah blah blah blah blah.  I get it.  I really do.  I'm not claiming that I'm rational or that I'm unselfish or that I'm right.  Just that it sucks, hardcore.

I hate Drake University.


PS: Absence does not make the heart grow fonder.  It makes it grow sicker and tireder and angstier.  So there. [/cranky]


There are moments when, when I know it and the world revolves around us...

...And we're keeping it, keep it all going
This delicate balance
Vulnerable, all-knowing...

71 days.  70 if you don't count today.

This weekend I visited both the Saturday night and Sunday morning services at The Downtown Church.  I loved it.  I don't even want to visit other churches now, just because it was so great.  From the moment I walked in I had people introducing themselves to me.  Two girls in particular exchanged numbers with me, invited me to hang out after the service, and offered to meet me on Wednesday for Epicenter, a program where they do dinner and have a speaker and do service projects and such.  I didn't have to work to meet people, they reached out to me.  The worship was also really, really good, and the sermon was great.  Dan Rude is their pastor, and he preached on Heaven and how God gave us a picture of what Heaven will be like so that we can imagine it, because Heaven is supposed to give us hope, and we can't hope for something we don't desire or can't imagine. The Saturday evening service was where most of the youngish people went, although I am guessing that most of the people there were a couple years older than me.  The service this morning was smaller, had more young families with children, and was a lot more low-key.  I liked both of them a lot though.

So, now my plan is to keep going to DTC on Saturday nights, and probably visit other churches on Sunday mornings.  Or vice-versa.  Because even though I really liked the church I feel like I should still be seeing what else is out there.  So, I am also going to visit The Gateway, Christian Life Assembly, and Lutheran Church of Hope.

Tonight I am going over to Kim's house to watch The Village.  We usually go over a book, but last week the book talked a lot about that movie, and neither of us had seen it.  I'm pretty excited to see it, actually.  Hopefully it isn't scary.

My boyfriend got me a prize at SeaWorld today, and he won't tell me what it is.  He's off in Florida for their family's Make A Wish trip.  He got to touch dolphins.  I'm jealous.

...Sing me something soft
Sad and delicate
Or loud and out of key
Sing me anything...



You were always hard to hold, so letting go ain't easy...

75 days.

Going to Ohio fell through.  I'll reschedule it to some other time, but yeah.  That was a bummer.  Hopefully it will happen soon though.

Phil Wickham was really good!  We had a fun time and the music was great.  The amphitheatre was really pretty once it got dark.  I'd never been to a concert at Simon Estes so it was really cool to be on the river with my friends, listening to some music.

I bought a really nice guitar on Saturday, and oh my golly does it sound good.  It's a Martin DC-1E.  It's beautiful, and it sounds amazing.  I love it.  It needs a name though, so feel free to shoot out any suggestions that pop into your brains.

I'm digging on this thunderstorm that's happening right now.

I am feeling terribly unproductive.  I am generally not motivated to do anything today.  That is really a terrible way to be.  I don't like when I feel like that.  So, tomorrow will be better.

I'm not even motivated to finish this blog.  So bye!