kegal excercises? who knew?
being with aryn inspires me. he makes me look at things in a way i never would have before. i believe we're both extremely appreciative of what we have. i really do think we have one of the most amazing relationships.
in his journal he wrote about my grandparents. he went with my sunday to visit my moms side of the family in peoria. my grandfather, again, got drunk. like he always does. my granmother is basically a little crazy. she has Alzheimer's. my mom wanted to make sure we went b/c she doesnt know how much longer my grandma will truly remember us. my sister didnt go. she pretty much never does. anyhow, back to my grandpa. when i was little he was just that. my grandpa. i looked up to him and loved him b/c i was supposed to. as ive grown, ive been told things and seen things that have now made me look at him in a completely different light. hes an alcoholic. a drunk. and doing nothing about it. he doesnt think he drinks too much. no matter how many people tell him he does. i miss when i was little and just loved being around him. and my grandma. it was so exciting to go there then. b/c we lived so far away, i just loved the chances i got to see them. now its like a hassle. i have to ask off work. drive 3.5-7 hours in a day [depending on whether or not i go back home the same day]. i feel so distant from the rest of my family. aryn wrote about my grandfathers passion though. seeing him play guitar and sing with such heart. and seeing him sit and take pictures with my grandma and family. he wrote about how love can last for as long as you want it to. which is absolutely true. i still look at my grandpa for who he is, but now i have a few more versions of that. hes a drunk. a lover. a fighter. a republican. a political nut. and my grandfather. no matter what he had my beautiful mom, and my mom had me. im going to try not to look down on him. but to just accept him. and love him. b/c i know hes not going to change his crazy ways.
moving on. monday, ashley, aryn, and i went to richmond to see fire when ready. they were great as usual. brandon seemed a bit on crack at times, but what can you do. aryn lost his keys somewhere there, which sucks, b/c he got a warning for parking in my street. but hes now got 4 keys thanks to myles and his job at hubler. so hes all set. richmond was fun. and it didnt smell like cat food. so thats a plus. that towns so awesome. i feel like those people arent taking advantage of its greatness. theres a ton of old buildings that look amazing. no ones using them, or they're not open though. ridiculous. i need to have a talk with someones mayor.
yesterday, i guess tuesday, i was off work. i went to hamilton heights h.s. to see the varsity boys play in regionals. it was up just north of the nobelsville area, or something. the town smelled of manure. which was gross. when i grow up and own my farm, im totally going to have to have a gas mask like woah. anyhow, THE GUYS WON REGIONALS. oh my lanta. i was shaking so bad. the final score was 10-9. i almost had about 12 heart attacks. i totally still miss being the baseball manager. i love that team. cassidy and i were the moms. now they have 3 new managers who do nothing. they were apparently asleep during the sectionals game. bunch of bums. anyhow, saturday at 1pm the boys are playing in the SEMI-STATE. then whoever wins that plays at 8pm for the final round of semi-state. if the guys win both of those games they play at victory field for STATE. oh man. so right now they're in the final 8. i love baseball.
okay, ive got to finish getting ready. aryn and i are getting my tires today. woot.
and im pretty sure ashley, he, and i are going to see the omen and go to cracker barrel. yay!
xox ps. im alive!
pss. my dq crew 4 life: whats a monster cookie?
in his journal he wrote about my grandparents. he went with my sunday to visit my moms side of the family in peoria. my grandfather, again, got drunk. like he always does. my granmother is basically a little crazy. she has Alzheimer's. my mom wanted to make sure we went b/c she doesnt know how much longer my grandma will truly remember us. my sister didnt go. she pretty much never does. anyhow, back to my grandpa. when i was little he was just that. my grandpa. i looked up to him and loved him b/c i was supposed to. as ive grown, ive been told things and seen things that have now made me look at him in a completely different light. hes an alcoholic. a drunk. and doing nothing about it. he doesnt think he drinks too much. no matter how many people tell him he does. i miss when i was little and just loved being around him. and my grandma. it was so exciting to go there then. b/c we lived so far away, i just loved the chances i got to see them. now its like a hassle. i have to ask off work. drive 3.5-7 hours in a day [depending on whether or not i go back home the same day]. i feel so distant from the rest of my family. aryn wrote about my grandfathers passion though. seeing him play guitar and sing with such heart. and seeing him sit and take pictures with my grandma and family. he wrote about how love can last for as long as you want it to. which is absolutely true. i still look at my grandpa for who he is, but now i have a few more versions of that. hes a drunk. a lover. a fighter. a republican. a political nut. and my grandfather. no matter what he had my beautiful mom, and my mom had me. im going to try not to look down on him. but to just accept him. and love him. b/c i know hes not going to change his crazy ways.
moving on. monday, ashley, aryn, and i went to richmond to see fire when ready. they were great as usual. brandon seemed a bit on crack at times, but what can you do. aryn lost his keys somewhere there, which sucks, b/c he got a warning for parking in my street. but hes now got 4 keys thanks to myles and his job at hubler. so hes all set. richmond was fun. and it didnt smell like cat food. so thats a plus. that towns so awesome. i feel like those people arent taking advantage of its greatness. theres a ton of old buildings that look amazing. no ones using them, or they're not open though. ridiculous. i need to have a talk with someones mayor.
yesterday, i guess tuesday, i was off work. i went to hamilton heights h.s. to see the varsity boys play in regionals. it was up just north of the nobelsville area, or something. the town smelled of manure. which was gross. when i grow up and own my farm, im totally going to have to have a gas mask like woah. anyhow, THE GUYS WON REGIONALS. oh my lanta. i was shaking so bad. the final score was 10-9. i almost had about 12 heart attacks. i totally still miss being the baseball manager. i love that team. cassidy and i were the moms. now they have 3 new managers who do nothing. they were apparently asleep during the sectionals game. bunch of bums. anyhow, saturday at 1pm the boys are playing in the SEMI-STATE. then whoever wins that plays at 8pm for the final round of semi-state. if the guys win both of those games they play at victory field for STATE. oh man. so right now they're in the final 8. i love baseball.
okay, ive got to finish getting ready. aryn and i are getting my tires today. woot.
and im pretty sure ashley, he, and i are going to see the omen and go to cracker barrel. yay!
xox ps. im alive!
pss. my dq crew 4 life: whats a monster cookie?