see no evil, hear no evil.....

Well, I'm certainly not speaking any evil either.....

When I was a little kid, I used to think it was so cool when people lost their voice. It just seems like such a funny thing to happen to people. Well let me tell you what Little M&J, it is NOT cool. I am currently suffering from something, and my voice is pretty much gone all day, though it gets a little better in waves. All around though, it hurts to talk. I'm just hoping this doesn't turn into anything. I've been SO healthy lately, a solid month and a half without a sniffle or anything. It's been fantastic. I guess the good can only help so long. So I've been sucking down tea with honey, gargling with salt water (GROSS) and wondering how long this is going to last. I guess some people might find this funny, school teacher, love to talk, adore the phone.... I do not find it funny or cool at all..... pout.

no computer

I MISS YOU!! I am reading when I can, but I do apologize for lack or response or posting myself!! I feel so out of the loop and left out. Things have been crazy busy; snow days, classes, homework, papers, projects, EEEK!!

PS: I've discovered that I completely suck at dating, or not dating, or whatever it is you're supposed to do. Or I'ms till working on finding that right guy, I guess....... one day

As of yesterday....

"Back to school! Back to school, to prove to Dad that I'm not a fool! I got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight, I hope I don't get in a fight! Ohhhh, back to school! Back to school! Back to school! Well, here goes nothing!" (name that movie... :)

FORGET the fact that I already took this class at FREAKING William and Mary BUT WHATEVER!! Apparently Wesleyan thinks very highly of themselves and "it's not quite the same thing". UGH

But I'm off to start back up classes to finish up my license (yes, minor detail). I've been living in this nice little bubble, loop hole, whatever you want to call it, but if I want to get my real act together, start a masters program, even think about National Boards.... gotta get these couple classes out of the way.

All I'm saying, is we better get out on time, if not early, because I really want to go to Old Habits tonight....

The Glory Days

I have a wonderful group of friends who tell stories over and over again. Among us, they never seem to get old, and believe it or not, stay relatively true to the reality. I used to laugh whenever we'd get into story telling mode, but it makes me realize how much we love being together and cherish the memories we have made. If you never had stories to tell, then what have you been doing with your life???

Last night, a friend from college came into town, JPB and TWF (White Oak boys), and WIDD and R&WP met up at our Sunday night stomping ground, The Goat. I believe I've talked of this fine establishment before, but if you don't remember, let me refresh your memory. Every Sunday evening, they have Dollar Mystery Beer. Summed up, you walk up to the bar, hand the man a dollar, and he reaches into a large trash can full of ice and random beers, and grabs whatever is on top. It's fantastic. With the Carolina/Wake game on, it was a rowdy night, full of the typical random collection of people, and we were all huddled around our table just shooting the breeze. Not that you don't want to live in the present and appreciate all you have at the moment, but looking back at the good times, makes you appreciate where you are now! So I loved sitting around, getting Goat faced at the shit bar, with good friends, old, kinda old, and new..... A wonderful way to start off the week...

AND to top it all off, TWF's father came into town late night. Now Mr F is a wonderful man, and I would consider him my second father. Mrs F is my godmother and they are a wonderful family and have been a huge part of my life and it made me so unbelievable happy to see him. We normally see each other over the holidays, but timing never worked, and so I hadn't seen Mr F since this summer? Goodness, I can't even remember! So after a few beers, staying up pretty late for a Sunday, and sharing a bed (don't cuddle well with the ladies... good thing I like the man folk :), I'm a little tired this afternoon. But the sun is shining, it was a wonderful weekend, and it's going to be a great week.

I hope Mr F stays in town tonight so we can hang out some more!! Makes me miss my Papa though.... His birthday is coming up. Any suggestions for a good daddy birthday gift?

First day back

Welcome welcome back, to me and anyone who reads. Since Thanksgiving you can definitely say my writing has been piss poor. Forgive the language. At the current moment, my computer is taking what I like to call a "leave of absence". So now I get home at the end of the day and kinda wander around my house wondering what people did before Internet. So I go and watch TV. It's a sad life I lead sometimes..... BUT, hopefully after a little trip to Best Buy (thank God I got the 3 year warranty), I can have a computer again in the foreseeable future.

Christmas was wonderful in Virginia. New years was a blast at the beach. And if I had my own computer and wasn't sneaking around on school computers, I would post pictures and probably write a whole lot more! But alas....

As far as the boy front... I don't have the energy. Let's just say, I feel like I'm falling into the same thing again. I'm trying to be patient, not jump to conclusions, just go with the flow. But for those that know me, I'm not so good at that. Long story short, sweetest, cutest, romantic 24 hours spent together, in what is essentially a 1-night-stand. But then a week later we meet up at The P and hang out all night and I even get a fantastic kiss good night. Then texting back and forth over Christmas, and then the trip to the beach with everyone (awful, awkward, but so much fun). It's not that I want a RELATIONSHIP right now, it would just be nice to know if whatever it is that we're doing might actually be going anywhere. But asking or hinting or implying anything along those lines would not be going with the flow now would it.....???? UGH!! I'm not sure what to call him, or if it's even worth coming up with a name. So I'll let it be for now and if I have reason to write about him again, I"ll think of something. FB (Fun Bobby) did call me over break, as well as a few texts, saying we should go out again sometime "just for fun". Not entirely sure what that means, but I'm always up for a little fun :)

Below is the house we stayed in at the beach. At most there were 14 of us, and at the least (for 2 whole days) only 5 of us. Not too shabby, eh??