we all live with the scars we choose
I need more reading material. I fritter away my work day (the entire 4.5 hours that it is) doing two things: entering bills into Quickbooks and finding new and more vapid websites to kill time with. It’s really hard to make money this way. Really. This is my plea to give me the best blogs you know, or the worst. Whatever.
Breakfast with Grandpa again, each time I’m reminded of just how much I love him. He said today that we had a lot to do and not a lot of time to do it. His to do list is comprised of three things: going out for a good bye dinner, going to the sulky race track here in town and going to a casino on the Canadian side of Niagara Falls. Oh yes, so much to do. And really, there is so little time.
This Saturday (which I will be living up at Redneck Fest ‘08 with three amazing ladies) will make the one month milestone. Four weeks until I leave and really, it’s just unbelievable. Summer has really gone by way too fast for my taste. I’m excited to be going, believe me, but I know that when I board that plane on September 2nd, I’ll be aching for just a couple more weeks of summer.
Aaron is also dropping in for five days starting August 14th. I’ll have a +1 for a wedding! Yes! It’s hard for me to wrap my mind around the fact that when he arrives, it will have been EIGHT weeks since I last saw him.
Some of the blogs that I keep up with are doing this nifty ‘100 Things’, outlining 100 things about themselves, so I’ve decided to give it a go. We’ll start with 10 today and go from there.
- I drive a 2003 Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo. It’s blue, and I call it Hank. It’s a long story, and it stems from a deep-seated love of Swedish hockey players.
- I go through phases with my hair, which is naturally wavy. I’ll go for MONTHS straightening it and then I’ll get sick of that and go get a perm, which I start straightening after about six weeks. I know how much sense that doesn’t make.
- I’ve been to 11% of the world, according to travel application on facebook. 89% More to go!
- I’ve moved a lot. Eight places, but all within 45 minutes of where I currently reside. Clearly, not counting Belgium here.
- I really, really like country music, and this is not something that I admit easily. But I’m really picky about it: Dierks Bentley, Sugarland, Sarah Buxton. And I’m a HUGE Johnny Cash fan.
- But The Tragically Hip will always be number one in my heart.
- The one thing I refused to do in Belgium was drink milk. In stores, it’s not kept in a cooler and I like to think I’m open minded, but I couldn’t get past that.
- I love using commas. You’ve probably noticed by now.
- In five years of being a licensed driver, I’ve never been pulled over and I am terrified of the day that it happens. I’ll be that girl that cries, I just know it.
- I’d love to live in Tennesee some day. I love Nashville, I love the weather, and I love the people. I doubt it’ll happen, but I’m trying to convince my mom to let me spend next summer there. Any Tenneseeans want to help a girl out?
Oh, that wasn’t so hard…

