Love always finds a way, it's true
I will be the first to admit that I shamelessly look up at the night sky and try to find Evangeline. There's a fantastic view of the stars from my back porch, especially of Orion. He's my buddy. I know Evangeline is up there too. :) I will say that, as great as the view is, it's nothing like looking up at the night sky in Santa Maria. I've never seen the moon so big nor the stars so bright. It is seriously like looking at the Van Gogh version. I totally know what he was driving at.
I really think I just need to get back to Santa Maria. It's going to be three years since my last visit, and I really miss everyone. I miss the place too. The brightness of the sun (I swear it burns hotter there!), the red clay dust getting into my shoes and socks, the smell of hay in the fields, and the Atlantic surrounding me on all sides. You know that scene in P&P where Lizzie is standing on that cliff? I've done that. On a mountain. At the ocean. It feels seriously good. I want to see Fatinha again too. Her health hasn't been so fabulous, and we need to do our week of being beach bums while we still can!
My grandmother is over there now. She'll be there for the next four months, and I really do hope she has a good time. It's her first time back since Pai died, so she has to clear out his things from the mountain house and the other by the sea. I hope it doesn't make her too sad, because he was happy there. I hope that's enough to keep her going.
Today was busy, sort of. I got up early so I could pick up Kayla and we could go see Tricia. I'd never been in Tricia's apartment before, or I would've done a certain triple knock! (I didn't know which door was hers!) Her apartment is really cute. ^^ She's doing very well! Her stomach hurts (she has scars from where they did the surgery), but she's getting around and she can drive already. I think she's going to do very well now that she's not cooped up in the house.
After that, my brother Jeremy and I went to lunch. I intended to treat him, but he ended up treating me! It was nice, because we don't get to hang out often. He works two jobs, and I work my job plus go to school full time. I don't see much of my family because of this. They work during the day, so I don't see them until I get out of work at night, and by then they're all very tired. Plus, I work most weekends, which they have off. Another side effect is that I am alone very often. I enjoy my solitude, but I am a creature of the sun and of company. I tend to get lonely. I need a pet fish or something. XD
Once we got home I took my dad to his doctor's appointment. He's a truck driver, so he needs to pass a physical to keep his license. His blood pressure, as usual, was too high though. He doesn't know how to just calm down and NOT freak out, so it's always too high. He's considering giving up driving and he's really depressed about it. All I know is, if he's stuck in the warehouse at Swank all day, he's gonna really be miserable. He loves to be out on the road. I can't believe he'd give it up. I really hope he changes his mind, because I do think he will truly regret this decision. None of us can talk to him about it though. He just says he doesn't want to hear it and changes the subject. I love my dad and I think he's really hysterical, but sometimes I wish he wouldn't bottle up so much. He'd feel much better if he let his emotions out.
I went to see Pete and Isaiah after dinner as well, since they're here for the weekend at Mai's. They both have colds but they're looking much better today. I haven't written about them in awhile, so in a nutshell: they're twins. they're 3. they're adorable. they call me Nina. :) They were glad to see me of course (they're my boys, how could they not be! Gotta love little cousins) and I got to feed them some bolo na panela (Portuguese style dumplings. YUM).
Did some fic writing, and now I'm just hanging around, waiting for Jeremy to come home from prom. Hopefully he has a good time. He's going with a lady friend of his who is a junior. She's a nice kid.
Oh! I have a story I've been meaning to tell too! The other day, when I was at Border's, Britt told me that there was this little 11 year old girl who had had to pay for her books using change (I missed this, because I was at another register). Her friends actually made fun of her because of it! Britt got really mad, but then the clerk saved the day by sticking up for the girl, saying that it is always good to read, no matter what. I have to say, this made my blood boil. Who are they (the little one's friends) to laugh at her for loving to read so much! It really makes me mad when people sneer at those who love books enough that they'd pay for them in nickels. It's dedication, baby, pure and simple. At least she's reading, improving her mind. I cannot say the same for her unfortunate entourage. Maybe this just hits a sore spot, because inside I AM that kid! I've always been fascinated by books, and have always had a quarter or two to spare for that one. I wish I had seen it. I would have paid for her order and told her to get another, just for good measure. Everyone deserves to do what they love and love what they love, period.
I suppose that's my diatribe for the day. I'm going to put my soap box away now and watch some tv until Jeremy gets home.
Hope everyone has a good weekend!