I know, I know, I haven't updated in ages, I apologize.
So far this summer I have realized one thing: I don't have any free time.
I always thought that the summer was for relaxing and getting your mind off of school
but this summer I have been sorely mistaken. My weekdays are filled with long hours
of working or being bored out of my mind at the office with nowhere to turn
for entertainment. My computer faces outward so everyone can see what I'm up to,
which means I can't play online games, or update my blog, or anything other than
stare blankly at work documents. Granted, some days are more fun with
others but that doesn't mean they aren't filled with heavy lifting and sweating in the
scorching summer temperatures. When I get home from work, after the already
lengthy drive topped with some minor traffic, I'm too tired to think.
Aside from all the complaining I'm doing I have had some things go well this summer;
Weekends are the only time that I get to do the things I want, when I want.
You may be thinking 'Welcome to the real world' or 'just wait til' you have kids'.
As a college student, I wasn't ready for the time commitment that my internship
required from me, but I don't have an option so I better buckle down and deal
with it. So, back to my weekend adventures. Brian and I have been doing a lot of
visiting each other in our home towns. I've also done a lot of other stomping around
with friends and family. The beginning of the summer started with my little sisters
graduation and open house. Squid (as we call her) had an outpouring of love
at her open house and it was awesome to see old friends greet us with the same hug
and smile that they have for the past several years. A few weekends later my nephew
was baptized. He is such a little blessing from God and I am so honored to be his
godmother. I bought him some cute little white leather Chuck Taylors, a few sizes too big,
for him to wear on his big day. Of course, he looked adorable. One of my friends, HVM,
just got back from studying abroad in Africa and we went on a little road trip
to Yellow Springs, Ohio. Yellow Springs is one of my favorite towns that I've
visited in my short life. Let's be honest, I cried the first time I went there because I
was so at peace with myself. I knew from that moment I would live there, at least
for some point of my life. It's a small artsy town with strips of shops full of local handmade goods along with the ever beautiful art gallery. Trails and paths leak from the sidewalks and take you on an adventure of their own if you dare leave the comfort of the busy street.
We had fun window shopping and listening to the little
boy play his mandolin on the sidewalk until his hat was filled to the brim with
dollar bills and loose pocket change. HVM and I stopped for ice cream at the only parlor
in town. I told her we would be getting ice cream, no questions asked. I've been
to YS many times but had yet to eat the ice cream. It was as delicious
as I had imagined, minus the chaos of ordering. Needless to say, they were so fast
at making the ice cream that HVM changed her order right after she had placed
the first one and the lady said she couldn't change it because the original
order had already been made. Talk about fast service!
We wandered the streets until we worked up an appetite, but were let down
when we realized that every single food joint in town was packed to the max.
A little bummed, we walked to the car and headed back to Muncie. I remembered I had
an Olive Garden gift card and figured that HVM and I were not making a single cent
this summer so the card would best be used on us. Keeping it cheap we ordered the
refillable salad which came with free bread sticks and an appetizer to split.
Our server apparently noticed our need for wine and gave us each 2 free samples,
she also must have realized how poor we were and didn't charge us for one of the salads.
:) Since we saved a little money there were decided to spend the rest on bottles of wine
for the rest of the night. We were standing in line and the lady in front of us said we
looked like we were headed somewhere important and let us get in front of her to check
out. She started talking to us and was convinced that we were headed to some raging
party. I guess carrying 2 bottles of wine and a 6 pack would make it seem that way.
We tried over and over to convince her that we were just going to go home and
drink by ourselves, she wasn't buying it. She told us about a million of her own 'raging party'
stories before we checked out and got the heck outta there. We actually did go home
and drink alone for those of you who were wondering. Needless to say, it was a fun day for
the both of us. Glad I got to catch up with her.
This post is getting a little ( a lot) lengthy so I'll finish up tomorrow
about the rest of my summer adventures, so be sure to check back!
To all my Faithful Readers:
Here is a small peek inside my brain. Enjoy.