This picture has been on my mind. It was in 2008 at Brighton, a week where I learned much and gave all. The week was coming to an end, and I was exhausted in every sense of the word. I was on my way back up the hill to get to camp for the last meeting, and Roo stopped me. She said that I should rest, and that she would carry me the rest of the way. It never seems to fail that when I can't move anymore, I can't take the curve balls, I am utterly exhausted, that my friends save my life.
I have been greatly blessed! I get bogged down with the ups and downs of life's cycle that too often I forget. But the past few days, I have realized that few people in the world are as lucky as me! People are placed in our lives for a reason. For sure.
Things have been rocky. I don't need to bore you with the details, especially since the past few posts have been some downers. But- these last few days helped to put the troubles on the back burner. Starting Thursday. I went through my usual activities and was able to see Splash, Ketchup, Floss, Penelope, Carebear, and all my other new/old Brighton friends! I don't know what it is about Brighton that teaches you how to give a really good hug, but they are All Star Hugs. Thank you Splash! For everything! You know me better than I know myself sometimes. :)
Then, Friday was an
All Star performance of a day all by itself. A friend bought a house. Another friend came in from out of town. She had a party which meant that I could see friends that I haven't seen in forever! Needless to say, I had been looking forward to this Friday for weeks.
So my story: I don't have classes on Friday morning. It is just the way that things worked out this year. So, after another crazy good, crazy crazy week at school, I spent the morning in my pajamas. Carrie doesn't go to school until 9 o'clock on Fridays so we chilled and watched Jungle Book. I read. I exercised. I played with my guitar. Then, I rode the train into to go to choir. I love choir. Things make sense in my head when I have the chance to sing such songs as "Abide with Me, tis Eventide" and "Come Unto Him." There are such great people in choir. We laugh. We sing. We tease. Lovely.
After choir, Pixel and I hung out at her house. No intricate plans. But I've realized that those are the times that I love the best. Just doing whatever. We had to make a stop at the grocery store and I saw a Red Box. Oh how I love the Red Box, mostly because I love movies. They had just released Sherlock Holmes through Red Box and I mentioned that I had never seen it before and really wanted to. Pixel let me know that she had the movie at her house! There we were, just hangin'- I learned how to make a quesadilla (not hard, but I've only seriously cooked Sunday Dinner and anything in a Dutch Oven. I've never made a quesadilla before. Yes, Pix, I know you still can't believe my mad skills.)-we made awesome Andes Mints cookies that we have been planning for months. The chocolate was a little old, but still made wonderful cookies! I ate way too many while we watched Sherlock Holmes.
Sherlock Holmes? IS AWESOME! I don't know why I went so long without watching it. I completely loved it! I also liked watching it after reading some Holmes stories. Yes, they aren't exactly on point, but they have the basics down, so it is obviously a Holmes movie. At least in my opinion. I think Conan Doyle would approve.
I have a problem with being silent in movies. I'll warn you that up front. I like to talk in movies. It is a fact. So, we were watching the movie (me- for the first time/ Pixel for NOT the first time) and she kept laughing at my reactions to things. I fell for every ploy the director planned to make the audience all confused. Sometimes I can beat the movie to the big plot twist. Not this time. Not even close. If you haven't seen this movie(I doubt there are many of you. I'm behind the times with this one) GO AND SEE IT!!!
And if that wasn't enough to realize how blessed I am to have wonderful people in my life, we drove down south to Jibber's house warming party and life just got better! While Numero, Muda, and Eagle were in the backseat, I was the entertainment for the trip. Sometimes it would be better if I just kept my mouth shut. Really though! I can't even remember half of the moments where I was just plain ridiculous. One having to do with not remembering that the part in your ear is called an ear drum. So in my attempt to fix my ridiculous sentence, I made it worse.
It was so great to see these wonderful people. These people who constantly make my life better. Who make me a better person. Who are some of my heroes!
Murder in the Dark. Fruit Pizza. New Bangs.
GREAT FRIENDS!!! Thank you for reminding me of the good things in life. I've been stuck thinking of too many other things. This post is a huge shout out to
ALL my friends- old, new, destined by blood or happenstance. I love your gutz!
