My Weekend

Tonight, after class gets out, I am driving four hours to my hometown. On Saturday we are going dress shopping for my bridesmaids and getting my dress fitted. Saturday is my Bridal Shower. We had to do the bridal shower super early so all of the old ladies could still come and not have to drive in the snow. This all seems so weird to me. Like I can't believe it's really happening. Wow. My mind is boggled trying to figure out how this even happened. Like just the other day I was graduating high school and now I'm in my third year of college and getting married!! Yikes! Well anyways it's all pretty exciting and I'm super stoked to go home. I hope you all have a perfectly grand weekend here in dreary Lewiston. I'm going home to be surrounded by my magnificent Cuddy Mountains in my cozy little valley. :) See ya!

Skorts

Today my brother came to visit. Actually, he came to take a tour of U of I. He's only a sophomore, but I suppose that's about the time they're telling kids to start looking at schools now. Anyways, we went out to lunch and there was a girl sitting across from us who got up to go to the bathroom. She was wearing a skort. My brother sighed and went back to his food. I asked "what was that about?" "She was wearing a skort... I don't understand skorts," he said looking very perplexed. "What don't you understand?" I asked. Then he replied, as serious as can be, "Well, it's a skirt in the front and shorts in the back.... it's like a mullet for you butt." I laughed so hard I think I might have died for a few seconds from lack of oxygen.

Interlocked.

When I was younger, I always held hands with my boyfriend with our fingers interlocked. That's how all the young people held hands. When I saw a young couple holding hands with their hands only cupped around one another's, I thought "How weird, that's how old people hold hands." The other day I was walking with Tyler, and I noticed that our fingers weren't interlocked!!!! When did this happen?! What does it mean?? I instantly switched and twined my fingers in with his and I HATED it! If I wanted to get away to go look at something I had to untangle my sweaty hand from his and it was incredibly uncomfortable and inconvenient. This must have happened awhile ago. I don't know the exact moment, but it has happened. *Sigh* I'm getting older every day. This is the way life goes of course, we can't get younger every day. But every once in awhile life has to smack you in the face to remind you that life is happening. Right now. Now, I wouldn't say this was a smack exactly, more of a pinch maybe. Still, it did the trick. At the moment I'm trying to take life a little less seriously and enjoy it. It is difficult with all this homework.. but I'm trying. Anyways this was my epiphany for the week. Glad I could share it with you :)