life as I know it lately

yep, the blog has been shamefully neglected. I have been busting my rear at school. Making mostly good grades. This semester has been a series of sleep, study, see ryan repeat. I would really like to do well this semester to kind of ...bust back onto the scene. Start strong. feel like I can make up some of this lost time.

Ryan and Sarah are still good. :) We hang out alot. And he is still so good to me. We have alot of fun together and I am definitely in love with this kid. And cuter still, he is very in love with me. ^_^ We went camping this last weekend with the rents. that went okay. (mom was a little weird, but the boys had fun.)

THIS WEEKEND is fall break. Ry and I are going backpacking on a mountain trail up in Fayetville. I suspect we will freeze! But it should be fun and I look forward to adding it to the checks on my list. Weekend after that, we are doing an adventure race. {See, I told you this kid was cool!!}

Besides that, not alot of interest going on in my life.

Today my darling pal, Jana, flew away on a big, steel bird to go to Canada. She will be living there close to a year (if not longer.) I sure am missing her already. She is my main source of creative revelry. ((Sigh)) I hate change.

Physiological Chem test today. Went fine. A&P lab test and nutrition test this week. I have already studied for hours, so I think I will take my bike to blockbuster and return some movies then maybe attend yoga.

Yes, sounds good.

~namaste~

Today is September 8th. My husband and childhood best friend died two years ago today. I take alot of comfort in the fact that this day finds me in college. Jordan would be so happy. He really wanted me to finish my degree. Things change so fast. So...I might be weird for the next little bit. I have been thinking today about marriage. I see so many marriages that freak me out. Would it be better to just be happy and single forever? Thoughts?

-not sad really...just heavy hearted.

I think that small doses of daily sadness have inoculated me to the fact that he

 was real. I want to believe that he was real, and for a season, he was my truth and my reason.

and so it begins...

I feel that I owe you some sort of introduction. A mission statement. Or blog thesis or something. But I then I might have to maintain that good behavior. SO instead, for my first offering I would like to give you this fabulous steam punk mask. {Tom Banwell:etsy} ...because I like it. ((grin))