Archive for February, 2009

February 26, 2009


Lindsey and I, New Year’s Eve 2009

Last night, the news came on and reported that a man had been killed in Oakland, a neighborhood just over the bridge from my house, on a motorcycle. I know a lot of people from Oakland; most of my best friends like there in fact. And all I could think of was Lindsey’s brother, Dustin. He has a motorcycle and lives in Oakland. It made me sick, with a sinking feeling in my stomach.

Fast forward to today: It wasn’t him. (The guy’s name was Dustin though, and he is actually the brother of a girl I knew in high school. Sad news).

Something about that feeling I had last night really opened me up to my relationship with my closest friends. They are my family too. Plain and simple. They have been there for me from day one, stuck with me through the hardest weeks of my life, and empower me to be a good person. They don’t give up.

Maria is in town, and we’re going to lunch tomorrow. She’s one of those people who you can not see for a year (or in our case, longer!) and when you do hang out, nothing at all has changed. You are different people, but your friendship is exactly as strong as it had been when you saw each other every day of sophomore year.

It’s just a good feeling (uh, makes me want to cry) to know that support is always there. We have each other’s backs, and sometimes when we’re too proud to ask for it, the other ones know. Leaning is what we do.

February 23, 2009

Finally.

My dad has been in the hospital for the past 9 days, and finally tomorrow he is coming home. It’s feels empty around here without him. I hate it.

February 20, 2009

Behind the desk.

Disappointed is not even the word to use for this. Maybe I’m naive, but I really thought that the Board of Trustees would uphold our own freedom to choose what we can find on our own library shelves.

The law suits will start flying soon, and in an already bad economic position with over $1 million in budgets cuts, it’s sad that the library and tax payers’ money will be spent on this.

February 9, 2009

New-ness.

There is always something exciting about meeting a new person,
and being really excited to get to know them, about being around them
and knowing they are excited to be learning who you are too.

It’s always the small things that he does
that I remember the next day.
These small things, happy things,
can sneak up on me when I least expect them to,
and they are becoming the things
I look forward to making me smile.

I haven’t been so happy or felt so adored in quite a long time.
And I could certainly get used to it.

And I told myself I wouldn’t be smitten again.

Damn.

February 4, 2009

Catching up.


February 3, 2009

I’m slowly catching up on things, mostly sleep. I’ve had a little surge of creativity and am helping a friend design her website/business cards/logo/etc for her new daycare. It’s amazing how many people have asked me to help them lately. Jackie’s sister also wants me to photograph her wedding this summer, but unfortunately I can’t. In fact, I doubt I’m even going to be able to do the first that I was originally supposed to, thanks to scheduling conflicts with a Visioning convention I totally forgot about.

Tomorrow I’m probably going to the library to just make sure I am far enough ahead that I have some wiggle room when I need it. I have had this big motivation today, and I really hopes that it continues into tomorrow.

February 2, 2009

oh, wow. I remember that.

I found these old pictures of the trip made from Denver to Nebraska with Mom, Matt, and Donnie to see John and Eric. What a time we had!!! Summer 2005!


Matt and I


Donnie,
showing some leg to a passing car full of girls. It is so hilarious at the time.


John and I
We drank a LOT that night…and the guy in the background in the hat paid for it all! Over $100 for all of us. The guys credit my excellent flirting skills, but I say it was their cat calls at him.


Donnie and his bull
They totally named the bull Donnie after we left.