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terrypurple73I was going to go to bed, but then I came down here to do a brief journal, and KP and I spent the last twenty minutes talking about surgery, doctors, and the gynecologist. With all those pleasant thoughts in my mind, let's start the journaling! :)
Things are going pretty well tonight. Despite feeling pretty sick for a while in class this morning, it's been a good day. I think it's all left over happiness from one of the best dance parties of the semester that happened last night. One of the things going on our SoP t-shirts (the top reasons for living in the Community) is "Spontaneous Dance Parties at the Little House," and last night is a perfect example of one. We cranked up the music- our whole house plus Mana- and just danced and got silly. Neal-bo likes way more intense music than one would expect, and that's hilarious in itself. Then you get Jeffy and Neal singing Our Lady Peace songs together with the vaccuum cleaner hose, and, well.... There is certain music that I can hear and now deem music-that-is-likely-to-make-Jeffy-take-off-his-shirt-as-he-dances-and-flails-around-our-dining-room. The boys got up on chairs, Mana and I did the fishing dance (where she reeled me in), KP tried to go to bed for approximately two and a half hours, the boys got into bed with KP, Mana and I got into Jeff's bed.... All around silly times were had. It was a great way to unexpectedly get my mind off a lot of things. My parents had called earlier in the evening and told me that my grandpa was in the hospital, just for a few days. It was a surprise, and I didn't really know what to think about it. My mom had said, in part, "The man is 82 years old. He might live for another ten years, or he might not." I don't know that I had seriously considered the fact before that my grandpa might die sometime soon. Um, remember the rules? People I love and respect aren't allowed to die? It shook me up as I thought about it during nightly prayer. I even heard a few tears plop on the futon as we wrapped up. But Mana held me, and I talked, and then after that some time soon we had our dance party. So that helped the mood all day long. ((And then tonight I got email from my mom saying Grandpa is home and doing okay!))
I thought about doing homework when I got home from trick-or-treating-for-cans, but then I thought, "I haven't done really any homework all week- why start tonight?" So I got ready for bed. And here I am now.
Also, I voted today!
Things are going pretty well tonight. Despite feeling pretty sick for a while in class this morning, it's been a good day. I think it's all left over happiness from one of the best dance parties of the semester that happened last night. One of the things going on our SoP t-shirts (the top reasons for living in the Community) is "Spontaneous Dance Parties at the Little House," and last night is a perfect example of one. We cranked up the music- our whole house plus Mana- and just danced and got silly. Neal-bo likes way more intense music than one would expect, and that's hilarious in itself. Then you get Jeffy and Neal singing Our Lady Peace songs together with the vaccuum cleaner hose, and, well.... There is certain music that I can hear and now deem music-that-is-likely-to-make-Jeffy-take-off-his-shirt-as-he-dances-and-flails-around-our-dining-room. The boys got up on chairs, Mana and I did the fishing dance (where she reeled me in), KP tried to go to bed for approximately two and a half hours, the boys got into bed with KP, Mana and I got into Jeff's bed.... All around silly times were had. It was a great way to unexpectedly get my mind off a lot of things. My parents had called earlier in the evening and told me that my grandpa was in the hospital, just for a few days. It was a surprise, and I didn't really know what to think about it. My mom had said, in part, "The man is 82 years old. He might live for another ten years, or he might not." I don't know that I had seriously considered the fact before that my grandpa might die sometime soon. Um, remember the rules? People I love and respect aren't allowed to die? It shook me up as I thought about it during nightly prayer. I even heard a few tears plop on the futon as we wrapped up. But Mana held me, and I talked, and then after that some time soon we had our dance party. So that helped the mood all day long. ((And then tonight I got email from my mom saying Grandpa is home and doing okay!))
I thought about doing homework when I got home from trick-or-treating-for-cans, but then I thought, "I haven't done really any homework all week- why start tonight?" So I got ready for bed. And here I am now.
Also, I voted today!
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Date: 2002-11-01 12:12 pm (UTC)MB
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Date: 2002-11-01 01:17 pm (UTC)maybe tomorrow I should wear my "life is good" shirt. or maybe every day.
love you lots.
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Date: 2002-11-01 01:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-11-01 08:26 pm (UTC)