Ready to go home
It seems that last few minutes of my work day I am always looking for something to do. So lately I have been taking the chance to update my journal.
Tessa and Robert are going Portland, Oregon next week and I am so jealous. I wish I could go with them so bad. They are going to visit our friend Amber who just moved up there. It is suppose to be a beautiful city. I am excited though because next year Greg should be working at the hospital and I plan on saving some money and going to Alaska next year for our 2 year anniversary. Oh I can't wait to go on that trip. I have been planning it with him for so long and I am going to make it happen.
Greg's birthday is next week. He is turning 26 and thinks he is old. It is pretty amazing though. When I look at him it never occurs to me that he has hit the half way mark to 30. He always jokes around that he is going to be an old man by the time he has kids. I wouldn't be suprised though if he's not 28 or 29 by the time we have them. The main thing he is worried about though is how old he will be by the time the kids will be old enough to kick them out of the house. He looks foward to the days when he gets to do whatever the hell he wants. It is funny though, we all say we are going to have kids but before we even have them we are counting down the day to when we get to kick them out. Doesn't that say a little somthing about out culture?
Grammy is home from the hospital now. My aunt is in town for about two weeks to take care of her and then Greg and I get to take over. I am not sure how this is going to really work once she leaves. I think they are going to hire someone to help out but I still don't know how often they are going to come around and vise versa. I just wish this wasn't happening at all. I can't even really think about it. It just gets me depressed.
Rambled enough, going to go now.
Tessa and Robert are going Portland, Oregon next week and I am so jealous. I wish I could go with them so bad. They are going to visit our friend Amber who just moved up there. It is suppose to be a beautiful city. I am excited though because next year Greg should be working at the hospital and I plan on saving some money and going to Alaska next year for our 2 year anniversary. Oh I can't wait to go on that trip. I have been planning it with him for so long and I am going to make it happen.
Greg's birthday is next week. He is turning 26 and thinks he is old. It is pretty amazing though. When I look at him it never occurs to me that he has hit the half way mark to 30. He always jokes around that he is going to be an old man by the time he has kids. I wouldn't be suprised though if he's not 28 or 29 by the time we have them. The main thing he is worried about though is how old he will be by the time the kids will be old enough to kick them out of the house. He looks foward to the days when he gets to do whatever the hell he wants. It is funny though, we all say we are going to have kids but before we even have them we are counting down the day to when we get to kick them out. Doesn't that say a little somthing about out culture?
Grammy is home from the hospital now. My aunt is in town for about two weeks to take care of her and then Greg and I get to take over. I am not sure how this is going to really work once she leaves. I think they are going to hire someone to help out but I still don't know how often they are going to come around and vise versa. I just wish this wasn't happening at all. I can't even really think about it. It just gets me depressed.
Rambled enough, going to go now.