#236

My mom called to tell me that my cousin is engaged and is getting married February 20th. So I'll be in MI that weekend. Now I just need an outfit. I always end up over dressed at weddings in the Thumb. The people who show up in jeans just boggle my mind. So I'll have to find something fun and dressy casual. Maybe something from modcloth?

This is the first family wedding where I can legally drink! Woo. At the last one, I was a few months shy of 21 and it caused some issues. As did my v-necked dress. I didn't really get it.

I think I will be home in mid-October. I'm hoping it will be for at least week and I am going to try to get to Grand Rapids, Lansing and Ann Arbor. So over the next few months, I will be spending a fair amount of time in the mitten. I'm just not looking forward to all that time on the Ohio turnpike, ick!

#226

I talked to someone today who's only experience with MI was a visit to Owosso. He seemed amazed that it was 2 blocks of houses and then just fields and silos. And it was so flat. It made me chuckle.

Tonight I was thinking about how I used to spend my summers working with people who were so thankful for their very first toothbrush or how they would ask for another tube of toothpaste because they couldn't afford it at the store. Now I work with spoiled entitled people who think they deserve everything in the world while treating others horribly. Oh what a difference!

The moving day is almost here. My mom, dad and Bubba are heading out on Thursday. I am really, really excited to spend the weekend with them. But I'm also sad that Woie and Harpo wont be making the journey.

Buddy moved out on Sunday. She didn't really say goodbye and thought I was weird for being a bit emotional about her leaving. I don't know. Sure we weren't super close over the year but I got used to her being around. And I know it wont be the last time I see her, but her leaving really signified an end to me for some weird reason. I didn't really learn anything new about her this last year nor do I understand her any better. However, I think we had some good times.

This is my new favorite drink this summer. I can't get enough of it.

#173

I'm going to a concert this weekend. Josh Ritter is playing at Diesel. I'm going with the roomies as well as some guests from Albion. I must admit I'm not super excited mostly because I don't really know the guy and lets be honest, there is no way he can compare to Punchline. But the part, I'm really excited about is MILKSHAKE FACTORY! We went after the PL concert and it was heavenly. I can't wait to go back and try a new flavor. Its a goal of mine to try them all. 

I have the weekend off again this week. I know I should be excited. I used to dream about getting the weekends off and now this is my second week in a row. But I'm not. I don't know why. Everyone looks at me like I'm crazy when I mention it. I think I just need some change or something. Maybe like a vacation? Still not completely sure what I need or am thinking. Its just weird.

So I'm coming home in April, the weekend after Easter. I was thinking maybe we could all get together then. Perhaps celebrate my birthday while we are all in the same state. Nothing fancy just like dinner or drinks or repeat viewings of a bootleg copy of Taken? 

#124

I had completely forgotten what winters are like in Michigan. On one hand, the snow is so pretty and there is this sense of peace that comes with it. On the other, its cold and miserable to drive and the wind. If I could somehow figure out to get the snow with out the bitter cold, I'd be happy.

With the all the upcoming storms, my mom has started to prep us for the fact that we might not make it out to the farm for Christmas Eve. It would be only the second time that we wont spend the 24th out there since I can remember. I'm perfectly okay with bumming around the house all day before we have to spend the evening with my dad's side. So that being said, the storms wont come and we'll all have to venture out to the farm where we are trapped with our family for hours without cell phone reception. Although, I have heard that our phones worked the last time they all went out. I know I bought an outfit to wear and I should be excited to see people I haven't seen since June or meet the new family members but I'm not. It just seems like so much work and drama and just not fitting in with the people out there.

Woie cleaned out his closet this weekend and I acquired piles of sweatshirts and sweatpants. They are huge on me but they are so so so COMFY. I am so warm and cozy and I think I may never wear real clothes again. Don't judge me.

#122

Hi.

I am at Christmas at Toi's apartment. It involves liquor, alcohol and chicken, Mr Fitzgibbons. I was a bit worried that Mr. Fitzgibbons was killed on command when we requested a chicken but apparently he was killed months ago and was frozen. Now we are sharing parts of Pomme's gift and it is delightful. Toi took my phone. She wont give it back to me. I am sad because of this. I would like my phone back. We are currently calling MMM. I predict she will not pick up the phone. SHE NEVER PICKS UP THE PHONE EVER. She probably misses all of us way way too much.

HI BART. Good job on your 8 bottles of Champagne and your tattoo. Its uber cool. SO awesome.

#121

I made it back to MI. The drive surprised me a lot. First, Ohio was not that bad. I only stopped once and the traffic was really good. Two, Michigan was horrible. There was a ton of traffic and the drivers were a tad annoying. And then once I actually made it into my house, my family reminded me why it is so good to live two states away.

So now that I am actually home, I am BORED. I ran out of things to do at about 10 pm. I watched Tv on the Tivo but forgot I could fastforward through the commercials. Then I played guitar hero and just when I thought I was good enough to progress to Medium, I failed a song. I played with the dog but that got boring. He fell asleep. I watched it snow but that too got boring.

But good news, there is a CSI marathon on today and I get to go to Hot N Now for lunch. Today is starting to look up.