As Keeks is busy being Mommy of two maybe I should take up the hobby of blogging again ;).
Actually, I have been feeling retrospective recently (and as my grandparents got me a cappuccino maker for my birthday and I just tried it out this evening) I feel like blogging.
Things are really good (at least since I drank the semi-cold really yummy tasting goodness) earlier I was a bit bummed. Part of this, I believe, may be due to the fact that I haven't talked to my dearest friends in a while. Keeks and I were really good at remedying this fact for about two weeks. Then came the craziness of the end of school. I will only have my kids for 19 more class days!! This is one of the first years that I am truly attempting to relish this time. Usually if I'm not going, "Get me out of school," I'm thinking, "Get these kids out of my room." Ok, honestly I believe the latter may only be true for one class of sophomores. And I loved them, it's just . . . . This year's sophomores and I, however, have really bonded and I'm going to miss them a ton. It's only slight consolation that they will be in 300 hall next year. God definitely knew what he was doing when he hooked me up with that deal!!
There's one point that just weird me out - talking to a woman named Sister Sophia Grace. This is dumb, I know - she's one of my best friends, one of my Daisy sisters. And yet, in 8 months of her being Sister Sophia Grace I have yet to speak her name to her. For some reason this freaks me out just a little. I've written letters (long mistels of the woes of singledom and crazy dreamings). But the whole talking to her just makes me nervous. I find this even more funny because I've left two messages at the convent for her, calling her SSG (as I fondly refer to her in my head - but I said it all out on the message - now I'm confuesed too! . . .). Really, I'm just pumped that we can finally chat and I don't want to be a ninny calling every other day to see if she's there. I'll have to try again tomorrow . . .
So - the outlook on the 29th year of Lisa? It's looking pretty optimistic at the moment!
Quick overview of the last few years . . .
20th - Ends and beginnings, learnings and failings. From KCKCC to BC with some Indiana in between - ah, the good times they were!!
21st - started off way dramatic and ended in great roommateness who loved swinging. It was when I finally got the hang of the whole "off to college thing."
22nd - Amazing college year -nough said . . .
23rd - Firsts . . . Apartment, job, boyfriend, breakup, living on my own, cat, lots of them ;)
24th - Flowers - The Daisy seeds were planted as my closest Wichita friends became just that!
25th - Beauty - Flowers bloomed as did new romance. And flowers withered as did romance. Life was good and life was treasure. Ah, our moments in the house. On the couch, on the porch, on walks, at SFA, in Emerald ;)
26th - Ah, the baby Daisies promised to come and they did. As did one of my fav. quotes from Hope Floats (I'm sure there's a blog here somewhere).
“Beginnings are usually scary and endings are usually sad, but it’s the middle that counts. You have to remember this when you find yourself at the beginning.” Man, it just fits . . .
27th - What happened in the 27th year? Kimmy went to the convent, there was that whole guy from Eastern KS dealyo, Keeks and Andrew moved across town, Lisa moved out on her own again (can we say yay!) And lots of other people moved away . . . But Jose is coming back - Katie and Kathy, you need to follow suit!! Ooohh! And I started my first novel!!
28th - 28 is definitely some good middle ground - why do I not appreciate it when it's here. Life was good, friends stopped moving around (hint, hint, Andrew!!), life got some good rhythm and rhyme.
So 29 . . . We have yet to see what it may bring. But, as always, as Anne says, tomorrow is a new day, with no mistakes in it . . . yet. I have some good hope for the coming year and I'm looking forward to see what craziness and beginnings and middles it may bring. God, I'd be pretty OK if we left the endings out!! ;)