Sep 29, 2006 22:33
i'm updating this from my ma-maw's computer room a.k.a. the 'yellow room.' this is the room i've been sleeping in for years and years ever since i reached an age too old for a cradle (if i remember correctly). but tonight, with fewer guests, i'm moving into the bigger, more comfy and adult-ish 'red bedroom.' (note: the rooms in my grandparents' house are named by the color of the carpet in them, and it's more or less assumed who will sleep in which room after years and years of habit of sleeping here during holidays). the appearance hasn't really changed at all since i was a little kid, and that's one of the reasons it's remained it's own kind of awesome and why i love it so much. when the outside world continues to get so drastically different, in here it hardly changes at all, much like i'm sure many other grandparent-homes do. anyway, the familiarity is nice, and i wonder why our generation, myself included, feels like we have to hop around so much from city to city and home to home? is there something huge wrong with us? tonight tons of family came over and we ate several billion things and drank just as many billion gallons of sweet tea, and i'm significantly stuffed. i always wonder how things can remain pretty much perfect somewhere like here, yet still i've come to feel a little more at home in a crazy city like birmingham. it's a very strange thing, and the biggest reason i can find is in my youthfulness i've found it necessary to stretch out and figure out 'what life is supposed to be' or whatever, so to speak. anyway, these choices are good things and i'm not regretful; i just hope and pray one day me and a little lady can have a bunch of kids and pets and maybe stay in the same comfy house while years turn into many more years, until a family of our own will always have a place to return to where there's stability, good food, corny jokes and several different unmatching colors of carpet throughout.
*if you've stopped reading by now out of boredom or annoyance, i don't blame you. i never read journal entries this long, so why should i expect that from you?
anyway, the rest of the trip as i remember it has gone like this: my mom bought me a few pairs of jeans on wednesday, then matthew and i went to the beach yesterday where we went swimming, ate fish tacos, rode bikes (mine had a flat- so my legs had to work pretty hard), watched 'the office,' and slept until we had to drive home in time for me to ride with my mom out to winter haven (here), on the way eating 'hungry howie's (which is one of my tampa faves). matthew's having a BBQ tomorrow night with a few familiar people and a bunch of not-familiar-at-all (to me) people and on sunday morning we'll head to his church which i've been led to believe will be another exciting experience.
the new john green book is wonderful. it's miraculous to almost be finished, being how slow i am at the whole reading thing. when i get back in AL, i wanna purchase the new mewithoutyou album and something by that regina spektor chick. which of hers is the 'one to get?'
love you journal,
kev