Tuesday, October 30, 2007

When it's time to change

You've got to rearrange!!!

As I'm new to this blogging thing, please be patient as I come up with the most asthetically pleasing format.

I most likely will playing around with the format for awhile until I find what fits best. I hope you're as excited for the finished product as I am!

Then again, is anything ever really finished? Ponder that for awhile!

Monday, October 29, 2007

That's What Friends are For

Tarythe called me around 5:20.

"Where are you?"

"I have no idea," was my truthful reply. I was lost. I had been driving for 40 minutes, and was nowhere near where I needed to be; I knew that much. I had missed my exit, turned around and missed it again, forcing me to drive another 20 minutes in the wrong direction as there was no convenient turn-around spot. I finally exited somewhere in McLean, VA and took the first sign towards Washington, to hopefully put me in familiar territory.

Matt called around 5:45.

"I've called, not to tell you that we're all waiting for you, but just to calm you down."

By this point I had reached Northern, VA.

"You'll pass a Giant on the left," he said.

"Peeeuuuwww. I just passed the sewage plant," I told him

And finally, I saw Ted, standing on the side of the road holding a parking space for me right in front of his house. After an hour and a half of driving, I was happy to see some of my favorite people. Our friend Emilie was in town and it was cause to get together. Ted cooked a delicious dinner of roast and mashed potatoes that were so creamy. We sat for hours around the table, nearly eating 5 pounds of potatoes between the 6 of us. But, even better than the potatoes was the comfort of being with friends that I've known for many years. Ted and I realized that I met him when I was 20 and I have just turned 25. The others I have known for almost as long.

There is something to be said for the familiarity of good friends:
The kind of friends you can laugh with for hours on end and not get bored.
The kind of friends who remind you of good memories, and are always ready to create more.
The kind of friends who wait for you for over an hour so you don't have to miss the Sunday dinner.
The kind of friends who help you to get where your going.

Tarythe, Scott, Ted, Emilie, April, Matt

Friday, October 26, 2007

Friday, You're Late!

I woke up feeling like I didn't want to get out of bed. That doesn't seem too far off from most days. But today was different. I turned on my side and thought, "I haven't heard my alarm, but it feels like it's almost time for it to go off. I could probably just re-set my alarm for a half an hour than what it's set for now, get just a little more sleep and still make it to work on time." I'm not a snooze person. If I'm not going to get up when I'm supposed to then I definitely don't want to be awakened over and over again, in 9 minute intervals where I have to keep convincing myself that it's okay if I sleep for just a little longer. This morning, after I was fully okay with my decision to sleep for one more half hour, I reached for the clock only to read 8:01. I stared at the clock for at least 30 seconds...did I really sleep until 8:00??

What's even more mind boggling is why I was debating how to get a few extra zzzz's when I had already slept for 2 hours longer than normal. I went to bed at 11:00 pm and slept straight through the night - not even the routine 2 am bathroom break. And I still wanted more sleep? My conclusion was this: last night we turned on the heat for the first time (after I noticed our house was at a chilly 66 degrees). The vent, being right by bed, was blowing out so much heat that it seemed unneccesary for my down comforter and second quilt. But it was so cozy, I couldn't resist. So there I slept, in a heat-induced, comatose state for 9 straight hours.

Turns out, I didn't make it to work on time after all.