July 1st-
1,000 Marbles in a Jar
For the past few days I have been house sitting for complete strangers. I was thinking about the idea of house sitting and came up with the conclusion that these people have some serious guts.
Hold the phone.
I always have to dance when John Mayer sings Vultures.
Back to what I was saying,
These people have a lot of trust in something that they don’t know. These people, they have a lot of trust in me. They trusted a 20-year-old college girl to take care of their 2 dogs, cat, and fish one and fish two. Oh, and please let’s not forget to include their million dollar plants outside.
They left me with lucky charms, organic bananas, rhubarb bread, and tequila.
I don’t think the tequila has my name written on it or anything, but it sure does holla at me!
You know what? I’ve taken the best care of this house. I come straight home after work, take out the dogs, water the plants, do my dishes… I take DANG good care of this house. I am more responsible with this because these people don’t know me. Isn’t that funny? What if more strangers gave me responsibilities… would I take charge of the task at hand and…basically freakin dominate it!?
This boy, he seriously surprises me every-single-day.
I heard a story yesterday,
This man said when he was in his 50’s he worked as a truck driver. He said that his wife was really tired of him being away from home and that she really missed them having Saturdays together. He calculated that the average person lives to be 75 years old. That gives the average person 3,900 Saturdays here on Earth. Being 55 years old, he figured that he already spent 2,860 Saturdays, leaving him with only 1,040 Saturdays left. On this day, he put 1,040 marbles into a clear jar. Every single Saturday he would take a marble from the jar and throw it away. He described to me how much more he appreciated life after seeing it disappear right in front of him. Living like he was dying, he spent every single Saturday with his wife, just like she always wanted. He said their relationship became more than he would have ever imagined. 260 Saturdays ago, that man threw away his very last marble. He explained to me that the time God gives to us on Earth is such a blessing. It’s not how much time we have, but what we do with the time that we do have that matters.
Matthew is going to be gone for a long time, but I know we will make the best out of it. We will continue to grow together, he will continue to surprise me every-single-day.
July 5th-
Just in the rap mood.
I’ve never seen a dead person. Well, when I was 12 I did see my grandpa pretty dead. But, I was 12. And he just didn’t seem that dead to me. He looked pretty peaceful. Just, as ease with where ever he was at that moment in time. I’ve never been with someone while they were at their last moments of life. I want to say I would be pretty curious to what they were thinking in that moment. What do they see when they close their eyes? What passions are being left behind as that last breath is released from their chest, that one last pump to your heart… and then a flat line. I would love to be in someones head right before they die. Creepy, maybe.
Sampson died. I don’t know what happened. He just woke up one morning and… died. He was a great dog too, that’s what makes it that much more sad. Despite his age, he was pretty full of life. I wonder what he thought about me crying trying to shove dog food down his throat while he was just trying to go already. I hope he was laughing on the inside. And if he wasn’t laughing, I don’t want to know.
T.I. , Vodka, and Orange juice.
I’m a happy girl.
I also have some fresh bread in the oven and some great red pepper alfredo on the stove.
I’m not really sure what makes me more happy.
Perhaps it’s everything together.
My best friends are on their way to Colorado to visit me. They make everything feel like home. Colorado has been a great learning experience for me, most definitely. I just can’t wait to share the day of my birth with something familiar. I think when it comes down to it; we all need some familiarity in our lives. Everywhere we go, we search for something we know. We strive for the known. If we are left empty, give it some time. Things grow on you.
I think that’s the beauty behind traveling. You find somewhere amazing to go, at first you feel indifferent because you have no idea what anything is. Then, you stay. You stick through the frustration and get to know your new surroundings. Just then, you add another place to the list of familiarities. Maybe if we got to know more of the world, we wouldn’t be as afraid of it. Can you imagine what things would be like then?
Sometimes I wonder why not everyone has these passions in life. I’ve said this before, but some people are completely comfortable with staying exactly where they are. As much as I believe that experience makes the world go round, home boy that lives with his mom until he’s 56 also makes the world go round. Weeeeeeeird.
People have their passions for a reason, don’t ever forget that.
I love bowls with handles on them.
There’s a lady at my work who is a whopping 88 years old. She tells everyone that she is 102 years old. I know when you’re 13 and you meet a cute boy, you probably would smile and tell him you’re 15 and then regret it later when you find out he’s in the class next to you and he thinks you’re a retard for being 15 and in 7th grade. I know when you’re thirty and flirty and you tell a guy you’re actually 26, then he comes home with you and see’s a collection of baby toys on the floor and you instantly regret making yourself look like one of those teenage girls who forgot the importance of freakin’ birth control. But when you are 88 years old… why in the hell would you tell people that you are 102? I don’t dare tell people that I’m older than what I really am, people don’t even believe my real age. This woman is buck wild and great. When she says things like this, it makes me smile. She probably doesn't know any better anyway.
July 9th-
Make a Wish
Yesterday I celebrated the day of my birth. I celebrated it with my Parkview Dining Room and kitchen staff, my summer parents, and my best friends. Alex, James, and Jeff came into town and brought Cullowhee with them. In life i've been pretty great at creating my own families. I'm not the closest with my actual family, but I really make the best out of what i've got. The people that I love are always there for me, they accept me exactly the way I am and wouldn't want me any other way. They know me better than anyone else does. My family not calling me on my birthday didn't get me down for too long, and it really didn't surprise me too much.I live a lifestyle that doesn't allow me to see my family but twice sometimes three times a year. I looked around at the great people I was with and was so happy I was there. I think the margaritas helped with that a little too. :) ha.
I have the greatest friends in the world, and it amazes me every single day how even though we came from totally different parts of the world, we somehow all ended up together.
These boys will go with me throughout my whole life, I just know that.
