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Perpetual Kid

Basically I want everything on this website. If any of you ever need to buy me anything, go to this website and pick something at random, there is a 95% chance that I will LOVE it!

Take the time to look through the pages, some of the products are HILARIOUS!

Today is Jeff’s birthday!  He’s 23 years old.  Wow…. that makes me feel old.

A girl in one of history classes got engaged over the weekend, and so before class we were talking about wedding plans and stuff and I mentioned my wedding notebook that I have.  And where I thought I was being obsessive and geeky turns out they are both really excited to see what I have.  Unfortantly we don’t have class on Wednesday, but I can show it to them on Friday.  It makes me want to buy another bridal magazine and start planning again.

So far I think that I want to get married at the court house.  And by married I mean sign the papers.  I haven’t decided if it will be just me and Jeff or if we take along our families.  After that we would go back to my house in Madison and have a commitment ceremony in the back yard.  No official, just me and Jeff and our Maid of Honor and Best Man.  Because I want to have it in the back yard, it limits the guest list.  I’m not sure what we are going to do about that.  For some reason I have always wanted to get married in early November.  But Jeff and I were joking around that we have to get married on Feb. 23 (our first date was the 23) so that we don’t have to try and remember another day.  I think that between Mom and myself we could design and print our own invitations.  Dad and Bobby might could do the photographs.  I want to by my wedding dress at the Bridal shop that is in our old house.  The white one that was by Foodland.  Some of my earliest memories are in that house so I think it would be… poetic to buy my dress from that shop.  I still haven’t figured out what I’m going to do about the reception.  With Bridge Street right down the road though I might get a room there and have the party.  I need to start getting prices for that.

I know that’s a lot of wedding stuff that I’m sure that most people don’t care about.  I’ve just started thinking about all that stuff again.

Woohoo!  New look!  I found this picture above as a glove ad for Acme Glove company and with a little tweaking I got a new banner for my website.  I think it looks nice so I’m going to leave it like this for a while anyway.

Lately I have been on a total 80’s kick.  I’ve been rocking out to 80’s music for the past week or so.  And I suddenly have a total hankering to watch Karate Kid.  I have it on DVD (Walmart had the special edition on sell for like 5 bucks… who wouldn’t want it?)

Speaking of 80s-tastic I do have Tron on my computer… *wanders off to watch it*

I know that isn’t much of a post but it’s late and I haven’t uploaded my Sci-Fi convention pictures.  I am geek, hear me squee!

  Do not get me wrong I cannot wait for you to come home
For now you’re not here and I’m not there, it’s like we’re on our own
To figure it out, consider how to find a place to stand
Instead of walking away and instead of nowhere to land

This is going to break me clean in two
This is going to bring me close to you

She is everything I need that I never knew I wanted
She is everything I want that I never knew I needed

It’s all up in the air and we stand still to see what comes back down
I don’t know where it is, I don’t know when, but I want you around
When it falls in place with you and I, we go from if to when
Your side and mine are both behind it’s indication

This is going to bring me clarity

This’ll take the heart right out of me

She Is ~ The Fray

Jeff is snoring.  Not exactly the stuff that 3:AM posts are made of but bear with me.  This snoring is the catalyst that propelled me out of bed and onto my laptop to type out this message.  Jeff is snoring and I know it’s because he sinuses are draining, which means it will do absolutly no good for me to elbow him and make him roll over.   So I dig out Ol’ Faithful, my Sansa.  I bring up The Fray and settle down to sleep.  I just wanted something simple to fall asleep to.  What I got was a 3:AM post.

You fall away from your past
But it’s following you
You fall away

We don’t live life like in the movies, but I have noticed that I have a soundtrack.  My youth is Billy Ray Cyrus, God I loved him.  6th grade is Ace of Base.  Nick is Garbage and No Doubt.  The Fray is my trip to Germany.  I was just laying there planning on sleeping and I am literally assulted by memories.  Daniel and I are on a train going anywhere and we are sharing my Sansa.  We are listening to the Fray because we both agree that they are awesome.

The how I cant recall
But I’m staring at
What once was the wall
Separating east and west
Now they meet amidst
The broad daylight

We get off the train and we are in the train station.  The crush of the people, knowing that crepes are waiting just down those stairs.  All of it.  And I’m near tears.  I can’t explain it.  I’d listened to the Fray before going to Germany but now it is Germany.  I would lay in bed and listen to my Sansa when my roomates were being to loud, or when I just plain out couldn’t sleep.  I guess The Fray was often my pick because its slow enough that it doesn’t keep me awake, but interesting enough that I don’t get bored while I’m still awake and listening.

There’s so many words that we can say
Spoken upon long-distance melody
This is my hello
This is my goodness

There’s really no way to reach me
There’s really no way to reach me
There’s really no way to reach me
‘Cause I’m already gone

I haven’t thought about Germany to much these past couple of months.  People ask me about it and I mention the same things, but I hadn’t really thought about it.  Thought about, walking to Salino’s with Daniel.  Or riding the train.  Or standing in the station watching the people rush by and wondering where they are going.  Giggling over my crepe obsession, or my Jaffa Cake obsession.  The sense of accomplishment I got from navigating my way through the city for the first time by myself.  My impossibly hard bed.  My sense of disconnect from everyone I knew and loved in the States.  My connection with people over there, Daniel, Robyn, Cory, Weibke, Cory Ruth, and Reinier.

And suddenly I become a part of your past
I’m becoming the part that don’t last
I’m losing you and its effortless

I wanted to wake Jeff up…. but I didn’t.  He’d comfort me yes, but he wouldn’t understand.  How could he?  He’s never stood in a store and stared blankly at a shelf of detergent trying to figure out which one is the one he wants.  He’s never spent time wondering what all the sauces that go on a Doener are.  He’s never delighted repeatedly at the prospect of getting fresh hot fries with mayo.  It’s different.  And I think this is the first time that its really hit me.

There’s really no way to reach me
There’s really no way to reach me
Is there really no way to reach me?
Am I already gone?
So this is your maverick
And this is Vienna

I’m home and I’m probably never going to get a chance to go back.

Mine is not a new story
Mine is not a new story
Mine is nothing new
But it is for me

 

Whoo!  Another post!  Yeah!

I thought I should give you an update on what’s going on in my life right now.  Febuary 23 was my and Jeff’s anniversary.  Three years.  Wow.  I feel kind of old.  We went out and had sushi and saw a movie.  The movie that we actually paid (!!) to go see was Be Kind Rewind.  It was a brilliant movie, Jeff and I both loved it.  And that was pretty much it.  We decided not to buy each other fancy presents this year.  In the past we have made extravagent gifts of custom made blankets but none of that this year.  It was a good anniversary.  An excuse to dress nice and be lovey dovey.

As some of you know and as some of you are about to know, I’m living with Jeff now.  I thought about this decision for a long time and decided it was what was right for me.  These past two months have been… interesting.  First there was more than just me and Jeff and our roomate Tommy.  We also had Tommy’s friend Jeremy sleeping on the couch.  What was supposed to be a temporary arrangment slowly turned into months, and semi-permenance, but now, Jeremy has moved in with his new girlfriend, and I have a couch.  It’s so nice to be able to get up in the mornings or afternoons and sit down on the couch and watch TV.  I no longer have to fall asleep to him snoring and the house doesn’t smell as bad.  Life is good.  Well, Jeff and I have been sleeping on an air mattress, which worked great until the cat clawed it and and it got holes.  So Jeff and I are currently sleeping on his futon bed again.  We are going to buy a real mattress as soon as we have the extra fundage.  For a long time it felt like it was Jeff and Tommy’s apartment and I was just another semipermanent guest, but in the past week that has changed.  It was a small insignificant thing that did it too.  I was walking past Walmart and I remebered a bunch of things we needed for the apartment, so I went in to get them.  Repeating the list like a mantra I scoured the aisles and picked up the necessaties.  For some reason that act suddenly made the apartment feel like home.  I’m not sure I completely understand it myself.

I baked a cake yesterday.  It was supposed to be a funfetti cake.  I bought vanilla cake mix and sprinkles, but instead of spots of color, it turned blue.  It still tasted great!  I’ve decided to repeat my cake except I’ll attempt to make it green for St. Patricks day.

I also started re-writing one of my stories today.  I was rather attached to some of the characters and the main plot for the story but I wasn’t happy with really anything I had written.  I’ve been puzzling over it for a while now, to see if there was anything I could save and ultimately decide that starting completely over from the beginning was really the only way.  Except for some name similarities between the characters, it a different story.  I’m going to have to see where it goes.

Tomorrow Mom and I, and hopefully Becka are going to the Huntsville Museum of Art to see the new exhibit they have on J.C. Leyendecker, I’m really excited because some of the examples of his work that I’ve seen are gorgeous.

Alright enough from me.  I’m going to bed.  Night!