Labor Day weekend
Saturday
Ow. I'm still hurting from this day. I went over to James' house to give him some fighting training, as he is insisting that I am his Master. W/e. It's actually kinda fun, as he listens to what I tell him to do, and is actually getting better at fighting, though if he ever loses his weapon, I think he might die. Ah, well. Thomas came over too, I suppose they both wanted the chance to whack me. I really went all out, for five hours, using staff, fists, swords, etc. I did really well; they couldn't knock me over. But I'm aching now, and feeling sorry for James cause I know he's hurting more than I. Ah, well.
Funny thing- I'm in a ton of pain, but I want to do it again. And again. And again and again and again.
I'm nuts.
But happy.
Afterwards, Jamie came over. She's down south for the weekend, but it has been decided that she will remain up there for an indefinate amount of time. When she left, I finally understood what the hobbits felt at the end of ROTK. She's gone. We might meet again, but it's unlikely. I hugged her so tight. Didn't want to let go. *sigh* I wish she could have met Suvi. THey would have gotten along.
Sunday
Went to church. I found the worship really relaxing; I wish that we could have just done that the whole time. It was very uncomfortable to sit, and I enjoyed standing more. I also find that worshiping without distractions calms me, rejuvinates me. I wish Church happened every day.
Afterwards, we drove to Long Beach to meet my father's side of the family for a beach picnic that is held by my Aunt Cherie every labor day. It was fun- I got a nice tan, and the cold water distracted me from my aching body.
Namárië!