Saturday, February 03, 2007
my birthday week...
Monday (29th) was great! I got balloons at work from my parents, received lots of calls and e-mails wishing me a Happy Birthday and went to this fancy schamncy restaurant for dinner with my sweet punkin. Oh yea, Michael and Mindy Cooper called me to tell me that they are pregnant!! Tuesday (30th) was strange. My friends at work took me out for my birthday to Blue Coast Burrito and I was super pumped. Later that day I got a call from Steven asking me if it would be okay for a 17 year old runaway to stay at our house for the night. What?!?! All of these questions and thoughts went through my head. Is he going to kill me? Do I need to hide all of our bank statements? Is he gross? (sorry, but I can very shallow) But the thought that most penetrated my head was "this is exactly what we are called to do". So I said okay, but was really nervous UNTIL I got home and looked in our extra room where he had put all of his stuff. There, lying very peacefully on the bed, was a tuning fork. Yes, you read right, a tuning for fork. Two more thoughts...1) A band nerd, I can handle a band nerd...2) What kind of runaway carries a tuning fork with him?!?!? Oh, and I also bought hardwood floors for the whole down stairs and I am super pumped. I will post pics when it is done. Wednesday (31st) was equally perplexing. So I go home at lunch to check on our little vagabond and he was gone. So gone that it looked like he never walked through our door. All of his stuff was gone and the bed was perfectly made. Kind of a strange feeling. Turns out he decided that he is not grown enough to make it without his parents and went back home. Did I mention that home is Dallas, TX? Thursday (1st) was really fun. It was a snow day here in Little Rock so I was off all day. We went shopping, bought a new light fixture for the kitchen, then went home and did some things on the house that needed to get done. Friday (2) was productive. I cleaned our house, Steven put up the new light in the kitchen and we spent most of the evening watching the last six episodes of Lost getting geared up for next week. So there you have my birthday week. Man, this year of 28 has started really strangely.
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6 comments:
Yay! Sounds fun and adventurous. Happy (kind of late) birthday! Love you, dear friend!
Happy Birthday! Glad the random vagabond decided he needed his fam and didn't murder you in your sleep. :) I can relate...Greg wanted to take in Katrina refugees and I was really scared even though I wanted to do it. We never did, though. Not b/c we were scared, we just never found any takers.
Sounds like an interesting birthday! Cool -- another YM wife. We've only been here since Aug. so the Arkansas thing is still pretty new to us. We should meet in person some time! My Target or yours?
Shep!! Long time no see. I am so glad to see that you are doing well. You are so adorable.
Shepp, i havent danced my face off in quite some time. You should come up and visit and we can go dancing together. We do go to this one place called uncle Mings at least once every 2 months and dance until we are sweating but
that's about it.
What's your email address?
NEED MORE POSTS. I love your stream of consciousness, it's delightful.
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