Only took me forever to figure out how to change my template. I'm blind. Or tired. . . . Hope you like it. :)
Now go read last year's last entry. ;)
Happy 2011!
Friday, December 31, 2010
Last Chance
Well, the New Year is about 44 minutes away, and this is my last chance to get another blog entry in for the grand year of 2010. It has been a good one. A lot has happened. I introduced my boyfriend to my parents. I got flowers from him for Valentine's Day. My totally adorable niece and nephew were born this year. I got engaged. I turned 21. And that was all in the first half of the year. Haha.
I wrote a 50,000 word novella in less than a month. I was in one of my best friend's weddings. :) I addressed and mailed a whole bunch of invitations. Hehe. I threatened my fiance's brother numerous times. *evil grin* I got my first apartment, even though I won't be moving in for a month yet. Yes, it's been a good year. I liked it, and I'll probably miss it enough to put the wrong date on a few checks. . . Always happens. . . .
Some people look back on a year and say, "I have no regrets!" I don't understand those people. Haha. I have regrets. I have regrets from today, much less from an entire year. But the good part is that though this is the last chance for this year, is isn't the last chance to do better. I can do better tomorrow and next week and next year. If I do, it's only because God gave me the grace to do so. If I do, it's only because some of the lessons that He's been pounding into my head finally sink in. (I'm starting to wonder if that ever happens. . . .)
So I look forward to tomorrow, having time with family that I probably won't be able to see much during the rest of my life, hearing about my fiance moving into OUR apartment (that's so much fun to say, =D), figuring out exactly what I'm going to put in the Middle, because I still haven't done that. . . . Hmm.
It's going to be a new year. I expect it to be kind of hard, kind of long, kind of stretching. I expect it to be uncomfortable at times. I expect it to be humiliating at times, 'cause I'm going to need it. But all in all, I know that no matter how difficult it is, how much I miss my family, how mundane doing the dishes is going to get (right now it's still a very exciting thought to do OUR dishes in OUR place, hehe), and so much more. . . . I'm going to have two things: God and Zack.
Next year is going to have the day in which my longest-lasting goal comes true, and I get my Zack permanently. =) And that was all I've ever wanted. :)
I wrote a 50,000 word novella in less than a month. I was in one of my best friend's weddings. :) I addressed and mailed a whole bunch of invitations. Hehe. I threatened my fiance's brother numerous times. *evil grin* I got my first apartment, even though I won't be moving in for a month yet. Yes, it's been a good year. I liked it, and I'll probably miss it enough to put the wrong date on a few checks. . . Always happens. . . .
Some people look back on a year and say, "I have no regrets!" I don't understand those people. Haha. I have regrets. I have regrets from today, much less from an entire year. But the good part is that though this is the last chance for this year, is isn't the last chance to do better. I can do better tomorrow and next week and next year. If I do, it's only because God gave me the grace to do so. If I do, it's only because some of the lessons that He's been pounding into my head finally sink in. (I'm starting to wonder if that ever happens. . . .)
So I look forward to tomorrow, having time with family that I probably won't be able to see much during the rest of my life, hearing about my fiance moving into OUR apartment (that's so much fun to say, =D), figuring out exactly what I'm going to put in the Middle, because I still haven't done that. . . . Hmm.
It's going to be a new year. I expect it to be kind of hard, kind of long, kind of stretching. I expect it to be uncomfortable at times. I expect it to be humiliating at times, 'cause I'm going to need it. But all in all, I know that no matter how difficult it is, how much I miss my family, how mundane doing the dishes is going to get (right now it's still a very exciting thought to do OUR dishes in OUR place, hehe), and so much more. . . . I'm going to have two things: God and Zack.
Next year is going to have the day in which my longest-lasting goal comes true, and I get my Zack permanently. =) And that was all I've ever wanted. :)
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Oh snaps. . . . .
I just ate three strands of delicious red Twizzlers.
It's good to be home. :)
And I have a 100,000 candy bar waiting for me later. :) Ah, Fall Fest candy. A tradition I shall have to continue. I also have half a bag of pretzels from my gentleman admirer. He keeps me salty to make sure I don't get headaches. (I have a strange body.)
But anyway.
Here I am, sitting at my computer with less than six weeks until I get married. . . . . This is a new kind of bizarre. The rational, logical side of me says, "Well, duh, you're getting married. You've known that for at least eight months now. What's the big deal?" The more emotional, flighty, "eeeeeeeeeee!"ing side of me is less. . . stable. Haha. It is more freaking out. "What am I supposed to be doing? There's got to be something I need to do! I should be making lists! I should have every little detail planned out and ready to go as soon as it's needed! There's less than six weeks!!!!"
It talks in exclamation points at this time. Sometimes even caps, which gets tiresome and then I have to close it up in the back room. Most of the time it doesn't notice for a while and I get a nice break.
I really can't think of anything that MUST get done now. The only thing I can think to work on is the music selection, which I'm slightly putting off because. . . Well, because I have a hard time choosing. I like so many things and most of them are not particularly happy/wedding sounding. I tend to like the pieces that tug my heartstrings, not necessarily the ones that make me want to do a Snoopy Dance. (Although the latter most definitely has a place and a time.) Maybe I'll have Kristin play Linus and Lucy. . . . Haha. That would be amazing for the reception. . . . =)
But I digress.
Actually, it's my blog, I think I can ramble if I want to.
But I don't want to now.
Still digressing.
I'm getting married in less than six weeks. . . . I'm freaking out. =)
It's good to be home. :)
And I have a 100,000 candy bar waiting for me later. :) Ah, Fall Fest candy. A tradition I shall have to continue. I also have half a bag of pretzels from my gentleman admirer. He keeps me salty to make sure I don't get headaches. (I have a strange body.)
But anyway.
Here I am, sitting at my computer with less than six weeks until I get married. . . . . This is a new kind of bizarre. The rational, logical side of me says, "Well, duh, you're getting married. You've known that for at least eight months now. What's the big deal?" The more emotional, flighty, "eeeeeeeeeee!"ing side of me is less. . . stable. Haha. It is more freaking out. "What am I supposed to be doing? There's got to be something I need to do! I should be making lists! I should have every little detail planned out and ready to go as soon as it's needed! There's less than six weeks!!!!"
It talks in exclamation points at this time. Sometimes even caps, which gets tiresome and then I have to close it up in the back room. Most of the time it doesn't notice for a while and I get a nice break.
I really can't think of anything that MUST get done now. The only thing I can think to work on is the music selection, which I'm slightly putting off because. . . Well, because I have a hard time choosing. I like so many things and most of them are not particularly happy/wedding sounding. I tend to like the pieces that tug my heartstrings, not necessarily the ones that make me want to do a Snoopy Dance. (Although the latter most definitely has a place and a time.) Maybe I'll have Kristin play Linus and Lucy. . . . Haha. That would be amazing for the reception. . . . =)
But I digress.
Actually, it's my blog, I think I can ramble if I want to.
But I don't want to now.
Still digressing.
I'm getting married in less than six weeks. . . . I'm freaking out. =)
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Overflowing
I sit here, listening to my Pride and Prejudice soundtrack, thinking. I can smell the conditioner in my hair still - it smells fruity, and I like it. I'm surrounded by my stuff - piano figurines from my mom, a horse from my grandma, a hummingbird thing from Aunt Joy, and a bunch of clothes. I have books, and stuff, and pretty things, and shoes, and jewelry - oh, the jewelry! I have everything I need to live, and so much more.
And that's just the material stuff.
I have family - even more now. Not just my immediate family, or Dad's side and Mom's side, but Zack's Mom's side and his Dad's side. And church families. Friends that are like family. And I have Zack. There's a lot that goes into those words. . . . I have someone who will care for me and about me like no other person ever has or ever will, someone who wants to hear my dumb stories not only because he likes knowing all the insignificant details that go into my day, but because he likes to hear me talk.
And that's just the human stuff.
I have a God Who loves me, so much that He gave His Son to buy me back. He adopted me and made me His child. He engraved my name on His hand. He gave me His Word so I can know Him; He gave me brothers and sisters, so we can meet together and worship Him, and share all that He's done for us; He gave me a beautiful world to live in, blue skies, and crashing thunderstorms, and indescribable sunsets over water so reflective it looks like it's burning as much as the sky; He gave me fuzzy animals to take care of and to love and to pet; He gave me technology and airplanes so I can fly and visit the people I love.
And my heart is overflowing with love and gratitude and amazement.
And that's just the material stuff.
I have family - even more now. Not just my immediate family, or Dad's side and Mom's side, but Zack's Mom's side and his Dad's side. And church families. Friends that are like family. And I have Zack. There's a lot that goes into those words. . . . I have someone who will care for me and about me like no other person ever has or ever will, someone who wants to hear my dumb stories not only because he likes knowing all the insignificant details that go into my day, but because he likes to hear me talk.
And that's just the human stuff.
I have a God Who loves me, so much that He gave His Son to buy me back. He adopted me and made me His child. He engraved my name on His hand. He gave me His Word so I can know Him; He gave me brothers and sisters, so we can meet together and worship Him, and share all that He's done for us; He gave me a beautiful world to live in, blue skies, and crashing thunderstorms, and indescribable sunsets over water so reflective it looks like it's burning as much as the sky; He gave me fuzzy animals to take care of and to love and to pet; He gave me technology and airplanes so I can fly and visit the people I love.
And my heart is overflowing with love and gratitude and amazement.
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