Heavy Right Foot Disease

This weekend has been very emotionally amazing for me. Thursday afternoon, after a disastrous car ride, I went to see all of my friends at school. I practically tackled all of them with hugs. In the process of hugging Balie, some how my arm like attacked Micah's face and set his glasses askew. Gracefulness: 0. Awkward Clumsiness: 50 billion and 1. After that, Syd came with me to the orthodontist, and I found out that I get these stupid things off of my teeth in 9-10 weeks! Then, Syd came over for supper and after supper we went outside to play catch. In the dark. It was awesome. It was just like the good ol' days when Syd and I were in softball together. I hated for her to have to leave.

Friday, I spent the entire day with my grandma. Mom could tell that I had been around grandma a lot because she said that I was starting to talk like her and develop her stubborn attitude more and more. (Let's just say Momma and I didn't get along very well Friday afternoon.) In fact, she was so happy to get rid of me for the evening. Friday night was awesome. There are no other words for it. I love my friends, and I miss them so much. (Even though they made fun of my glorified fanny pack...) It was so much fun to be a part of the Ogallala band again for one night. I also was able to talk to Mr. Fruit at the game. I was involved in a lot of FCA stuff in Ogallala, so Mr. Fruit became one of my favorite teachers. One of the first things he asked me at the game was how my relationship and walk with God was going. I think it's truly amazing to see people who genuinely care about your relationship with the Lord. In general, it was just amazing to spend time with my friends, even if it was only for a little while.

As I said goodbye to Makenzi, Syd, and Chase, I kept my composure until I got in the car and then a couple of tears fell. I tried to hide them. I promised myself after the last choir concert that I would never make my friends have to deal with my emotional sobs again. I counted the tears on the way to Celie's grandma's house: 4. And as I got out of the car to give her a hug another one fell. A couple more fell on the way to my grandma's house, and then when I said goodbye to Byron another one fell. I tried to put myself together before walking in the house, but that was a failed attempt. When I walked in my Momma looked at me and said, "Do you know that your jacket is button on the wrong buttons?" I looked down, sure enough, it was. I must have looked like a child, not buttoning my jacket properly. Gracefulness: 0. Awkward clumsiness: 50 billion and two. I took my contacts out just in time for more and more tears to fall, and soon I was sobbing. My sobs were interrupted by Grandma opening the door complaining about my blonde hair all over her hair brush. I looked at her and said, "Grandma, can I move in and stay with you until graduation?" She laughed and said, "Only if you use your own dang (she didn't say "dang" she said a naughty word...) hair brush!"

This morning, we went over to Drew and Amy's house to visit with them and to see their adorable twin boys, Lance and Jonathon. The twins are soo cute, and it was good to talk to Amy and Drew. After making them promise to call me if they ever needed a babysitter, even though I live like 5 hours away, we headed back to Grandma's house to pack up. We said our goodbyes and then left town. As we were driving through Roscoe on highway 30, I noticed that Momma was speeding. So I yelled, "Mom! Cop!" She instantly took her foot off of the gas and shifted into a lower gear, "Where??" I laughed and said, "On the other side of the block, parked infront of Syd's house." She rolled her eyes and then put her foot on the gas again. I have to say, I'm proud of her, she went through this whole trip without getting pulled over. It must be a record of somesort. We call it the "Stofer-Heavy-Right-Foot-Disease". This heavy right foot disease makes it easy for me to get to school, practices, and rehearsals on time when I am late.

When we got home, the house was a disaster. But how could we expect anything more? There were two guys and no girls living here the past couple of days. So, we divided the house up into sections and started cleaning. I folded 9 baskets of clean laundry in less than half an hour, as well as cleaned the entire family room and foyer. It was intense, and the house looks amazing.