Giant Mushy Girlie Entry/Saturday
John and I official now!! Yay!! lol That was my sad moment. *ahem*
Ok, so I spent all of Saturday cooking dinner (ribs, baked beans, baked potatoes, banana pudding, fruit salad, rolls) for my aunt's belated birthday dinner thing.. By the way, I hate to cook. Completley. It's My Own Personal Hell #45. But I love my aunt, so I did it. Plus, with my grandpa in the hospital still (please pray for him!!) my grandmother was up there all day, and just left me with recipes to follow. Great.
So I woke up at like 7, otherwise known as UNGODLY too early, and immediatly had to get to work. Washed clothes, did 3 loads of laundry, folded towels (My Own Personal Hell #27) cleaned the upstairs play room, my bedroom, the kitchen, washed dishes, (MOPH #52) and by this time I wanted to take a shower before I had to cook. *buzzer sound* Nice try! My cousin was in the shower, OF COURSE, and he was in there for like, an hour. Augh! So I dusted. Ugh. He finally got out, and I sent him and my sister to the store to pick some ingredients up for me. While they were gone, I showered, and had just finished my hair when they got back. (Why does God do this to me??) So, I got dressed and had my makeup done in 10 minutes. A record for me..
Then, proceeded the cooking. Oh the cooking. Pain. Emotional scars. I don't want to talk about it. That was almost done when people started to arrive. My aunt, her husband, my 11 year old cousin Ryan, my married/pregnant cousin Erin, my cousin Micheal and his g/f Amy..and finally my grandmother. Did any of them help me finish cooking? .........
Nooooooooo....... God forbid! Let's let Brittany SLAVE all day, and then not eat!! *Cough cough* AMY. Yeah. I'm not bitter or anything. Honest.
So, I was almost done with the bread when John got here!! Yay!! So I RAN outside, and met him. I missed him way bad, so I was so glad that he was finally there. =)
Blah blah blah..we all ate dinner, my parents didn't get there until it was actually time to eat, (the smart ones, they did NO work..moochers. ;)) Then, John and I left, and hit the movies. Made the mistake of picking a movie we knew nothing about, so we left like 5 seconds after we realized it was going to be SO boring. We went to my house site, and some weird people pulled in my driveway, honked at us, and then left. Wth? We were sitting in the bed of the truck, so I guess they thought we were either makin' out or like...something else. *Ahem* Well, just for the record we weren't doing anything. We were all, 'That was weird' and he went back to pointing out constellations to me. Then, the cops came. I can't believe those weird honk people called the cops on us! So they asked for our ID's, where we were from, all that. So I told them that my parents owned this land, and they were all, "OH! We're sorry, this place has just been broken into a few times, so we're caustious. Suuuurree... Whatever. Anyway, they left.
Yes! Goal #45 Complete!! What did we do then?.. Nothing I think. We went back to my house, and since it was just my dad, sister, and cousin, I let him come in, and we hung out in my room, He played the piano, listening to music and he went through my yearbook.. humiliating. You know, when they take the picture for the yearbook, you dont really think it's gonna make it, so you go ahead and act stupid. But when it does make it, you think, "Well, I just won't let anyone see it" Never thinking that they can overpower you and force you to let them see you.. I asked him if he was ever going to answer me on whether or not I was going to be his g/f..something I'd asked him over the phone earlier in the week) and he said I'd know before the night was over. Oh the pressure.
So we go into the kitchen where dad and Charissa are, and dad impresses him with this little baby guitar. They jam a minute, while Charissa asks me if "I know" yet. To which I reply, "NO!!!...dangit!!" All very quietly. Umm.. Blah... Dad makes me make coffee and wait on them hand and foot..
By now it was like almost 2 in the morning, and dad had already suggested that John spend the night, (TEMPTATION) but since he had to play bass for church in the morning, he decided to go home. =( Umm..then we went outside, and I was kissing him goodbye. He pulls away and just nods his head 'yes' and asks me if I knew what that meant. (no, I've only been thinking about it for 4 days now) So I was happy. And I told him that when he asked, Haha, then I asked him for reasons. lol...and he gave me a list.
Ok, so that's it. I miss him, and wish he was here.. LDR suck.
Ok, so I spent all of Saturday cooking dinner (ribs, baked beans, baked potatoes, banana pudding, fruit salad, rolls) for my aunt's belated birthday dinner thing.. By the way, I hate to cook. Completley. It's My Own Personal Hell #45. But I love my aunt, so I did it. Plus, with my grandpa in the hospital still (please pray for him!!) my grandmother was up there all day, and just left me with recipes to follow. Great.
So I woke up at like 7, otherwise known as UNGODLY too early, and immediatly had to get to work. Washed clothes, did 3 loads of laundry, folded towels (My Own Personal Hell #27) cleaned the upstairs play room, my bedroom, the kitchen, washed dishes, (MOPH #52) and by this time I wanted to take a shower before I had to cook. *buzzer sound* Nice try! My cousin was in the shower, OF COURSE, and he was in there for like, an hour. Augh! So I dusted. Ugh. He finally got out, and I sent him and my sister to the store to pick some ingredients up for me. While they were gone, I showered, and had just finished my hair when they got back. (Why does God do this to me??) So, I got dressed and had my makeup done in 10 minutes. A record for me..
Then, proceeded the cooking. Oh the cooking. Pain. Emotional scars. I don't want to talk about it. That was almost done when people started to arrive. My aunt, her husband, my 11 year old cousin Ryan, my married/pregnant cousin Erin, my cousin Micheal and his g/f Amy..and finally my grandmother. Did any of them help me finish cooking? .........
Nooooooooo....... God forbid! Let's let Brittany SLAVE all day, and then not eat!! *Cough cough* AMY. Yeah. I'm not bitter or anything. Honest.
So, I was almost done with the bread when John got here!! Yay!! So I RAN outside, and met him. I missed him way bad, so I was so glad that he was finally there. =)
Blah blah blah..we all ate dinner, my parents didn't get there until it was actually time to eat, (the smart ones, they did NO work..moochers. ;)) Then, John and I left, and hit the movies. Made the mistake of picking a movie we knew nothing about, so we left like 5 seconds after we realized it was going to be SO boring. We went to my house site, and some weird people pulled in my driveway, honked at us, and then left. Wth? We were sitting in the bed of the truck, so I guess they thought we were either makin' out or like...something else. *Ahem* Well, just for the record we weren't doing anything. We were all, 'That was weird' and he went back to pointing out constellations to me. Then, the cops came. I can't believe those weird honk people called the cops on us! So they asked for our ID's, where we were from, all that. So I told them that my parents owned this land, and they were all, "OH! We're sorry, this place has just been broken into a few times, so we're caustious. Suuuurree... Whatever. Anyway, they left.
Yes! Goal #45 Complete!! What did we do then?.. Nothing I think. We went back to my house, and since it was just my dad, sister, and cousin, I let him come in, and we hung out in my room, He played the piano, listening to music and he went through my yearbook.. humiliating. You know, when they take the picture for the yearbook, you dont really think it's gonna make it, so you go ahead and act stupid. But when it does make it, you think, "Well, I just won't let anyone see it" Never thinking that they can overpower you and force you to let them see you.. I asked him if he was ever going to answer me on whether or not I was going to be his g/f..something I'd asked him over the phone earlier in the week) and he said I'd know before the night was over. Oh the pressure.
So we go into the kitchen where dad and Charissa are, and dad impresses him with this little baby guitar. They jam a minute, while Charissa asks me if "I know" yet. To which I reply, "NO!!!...dangit!!" All very quietly. Umm.. Blah... Dad makes me make coffee and wait on them hand and foot..
By now it was like almost 2 in the morning, and dad had already suggested that John spend the night, (TEMPTATION) but since he had to play bass for church in the morning, he decided to go home. =( Umm..then we went outside, and I was kissing him goodbye. He pulls away and just nods his head 'yes' and asks me if I knew what that meant. (no, I've only been thinking about it for 4 days now) So I was happy. And I told him that when he asked, Haha, then I asked him for reasons. lol...and he gave me a list.
Ok, so that's it. I miss him, and wish he was here.. LDR suck.