Thoughts on a Friday Night

While texting my sister and Nikki a bunch of random emoticons tonight (one day we will communicate in just pictures, reverting back to hieroglyphics. Hello people, this is not advancing the way it should be!!) we suddenly realized that it had been fifteen years since we first met at a pool party when Sara and I moved to Bellville. Fifteen years. I can’t even believe that. For one, I don’t feel that much older than when we met. Especially when our conversation tonight revolved around our excitement of Sara’s blow up pool. Nikki and I are flying to Little Rock to visit Sara next week and bathing suits will be packed. And perhaps flotation devices and goggles.

In other news, I bought a juicer tonight. We will see how long this lasts. I suddenly decided that since I just don’t really care for vegetables that much, this would be a good way to get the nutrients that veggies provide. I mean, vegetables are fine and I definitely eat them, but not anywhere near the amount I should be eating. See previous comments about not really feeling older than I was fifteen years ago.

When Matthew goes out of town, I always have big ambitions of things I want to accomplish. This week it was the task of sanding his bar cart and eight dining room chairs. I am pleased to tell you i accomplished all of this.


I have one chair sanded and primed. In my defense, I wanted to get just one done to make sure I had the right primer and to see just how little sanding I could actually get away with. So far, I am pleased with the results. One down, seven chairs and a bar cart to go.
And finally, I watched the movie One Day earlier this week. By myself. I don’t recommend watching the movie by yourself and honestly had I known anything about the movie, I wouldn’t have watched it at all. I spent half the movie crying in the dark by myself. Again, had I known anything about the movie, I would have skipped it and watched When Harry Met Sally instead. Ad on that note, does anyone have any good movie recommendations? I am obviously not a fan of really sad movies, which includes anything stemming from a Nicholas Sparks book. I watched Nights in Rodanthe by myself too. And cried trough half of that one as well. Other than that, I am open to suggestions.


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