We Live for the Weekend

Come to slow and gone too fast, as usual. Nevertheless, we can say with a smile we enjoyed it. It felt so good to be back there in the calming of green and feel-good safari. We have fish in the pond now! Mom and I named a few of them. There's the big fat black one, Strut, and the smaller black one was originally Pip, for pipsqueak, but then I think we named him Chuck because he kept hovering around a log like a woodchuck. Then there's Maverick, and we named the big fat one but I can't remember it now. I got to see Mackenzie a lot, which was really nice. She's such a cuddle bunny. Sleeps and sleeps and sleeps. I can't wait until she's a bit older and will be more cognizant of the world around her. Jackie's doing well and quickly trimming down to her original weight. We had the talent show at the church today. Kris and I MCed and did our salsa dance. I couldn't believe how rusty we were! Anyway, we pulled it off and everyone did a good job in the show. Kris also did his trashcan drum stomp and so that was pretty cool. I wish I could say it was a weekend of total relaxation, but that's not really true, evident that it's after midnight and I'm still awake. I just finished my French lab for tomorrow and will be crammed all this week because I didn't quite accomplish everything I wanted/needed to this weekend, but it's hard. I don't want to sacrifice the precious moments in life just to get 100% on an assignment. In the end, I've realized, you forget the grade you got and hold on to the memories. I turned in my application for the professional school on Friday, after a full two days of sweat and panic. I was extremely thankful for all of the flexible people that crossed my path those few days. Sam, especially. I feel like I should get him something, he helped me out so much. At any rate, I am extremely relieved that's over with. Didn't get to the movies, but my dreams were pretty entertaining. I'm anxious for more. And on that note, goodnight. Carrie
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