Sunday, September 22, 2013
Time for another one of these already! Friday my boss took me out to lunch and then bought me these Wooo! That movie is so cute. Friday night I went to a fundraiser for some people at church who are raising money to build an orphanage in India. It was ok. I actually felt really lonely and went home after and had a good cry. I haven't had one in awhile - but I'd had a real bad missing Andrew day. I felt somewhat better saturday morning when I got up, but I mean, it is what it is. Saturday went for a run and then hung out with these ladies. The prayer group girls reunited in the same state again at last! We met at the condo, talked, and then went downtown for icecream and a walk. It was nice. Jill and I were excited for the fall edition of pumpkin icecream, and made our creations I made these pb/choc chip cookies later to take to my friend's birthday bonfire that night. That was fun. We ate good food and talked and sat around the campfire. Then our friends had brought those lantern things and we went into the park to light them. Mine totally failed, but it was funny because there was a rip in the tissue paper and my friend Tom quickly chewed some gum to repair the tear- but it was both too heavy, and by that time the light burned out, fail! But we had a good laugh. A cop came over thinking we were hoodlums up to no good, but I think he quickly saw we were adults and then didn't even care and was joking around with us. That was cool. Sunday was church and I went out on a date. It was very casual, low-key. I had a good time and this guy was really nice and was really attentive to what I was saying. We had a few jokes. But I'm having a hard time figuring out how I feel about any of it. I just don't know what my problem is. I feel like I either want to date the guys that completely don't even like me, or the ones that are no good, like that 23 year old guy. I see Stan tomorrow, maybe it will be good to see what he says. And maybe Jill's right, maybe I'm not ready to date at all. Most times I feel ready, I just don't feel all that excited about it, wah wahhh. Sunday night went over to a friend's for yummy pulled chicken sandwiches and a bday get together. And we Totally Redeemed Ourselves with the lanterns! Then watched Pitch Perfect. Good times. And I feel real bad about this: Oh my gosh, isn't that the saddest thing you ever saw?? My co-worker Cristy got me this plant on Monday as a 'congratulations you got a new job' and because she knew I wanted dill for this potato salad I love. Anyway, I can't even keep a plant alive!! :( I transplanted it into a bigger pot and it was living in the hallway. Key word, 'was' living. Jill looked it up and it said it likes full sun and doesn't like to be transplanted. Noooo! How does it even know?? Why can't it just appreciate its bigger pot?? So I feel bad about that, and don't want to tell Cristy!