Life
Today was an ordinary Saturday. I woke up late (ok 8:30 isn't all that late) and had a delicious omelet and cinnamon roll. After breakfast i continued my day by taking a nap. I tell ya, i'm one exciting person. By 2 my need for sleep was diminished so i got up and ate some left over pizza. Wow. Anyway, while i was sitting in my room i looked out my window and looked at how lovely the outdoors are. I realized that i haven't spent time outside since before In to the Woods. I desperately wanted to go for a bike ride, but alas, there was no air in my tires, and after one bad experience trying to ride a bike up a hill with no air, i knew that that was out of the question. So i convinced my mother to take a walk with me and Tikka (our dog, an adorable Papillion) and we strolled down the street talking about life and my grandfather who is sick in a nursing home. My mother is such a strong person, and i thought about how lucky i am that she is in my life. She talked about her childhood and her parents, and a realization came to my mind. I have two parents who care so deeply about their children and that they are happy. My mother on the other hand, was raised on a farm with a father who drank too much and was never there for her. But she saw what alcohol could to a family and she wanted to better herself from that life. She moved out when she was 18, and was dependent from there on. I admire her so much for that, and i would be perfectly content to be just like her.