My Love

I suppose I could do a little post-Valentine's Day blog. Although we're not really into the whole Valentine's thing, Ethan & I wanted to make our first one together special. It managed to stretch over 2 weekends. The first going to dinner at Biaggi's and a little shopping at Jefferson Point. Then the actual weekend of, a nice dinner in, exchanging our gifts. I made Ethan a cake and little 'coupon book' ...guess I'll be doing a lot of cooking and back rubs in the near future. He gave me a single rose Friday night with the first line of a song he wrote for me. Then, on Monday I received another beautiful bouquet of flowers with the second line of the song. I've been instructed to keep the lyrics with me as I'll be getting the rest periodically. Not sure what he has in mind - but the gifts can continue! :) Really, I was just glad to have a special day set aside to celebrate us. Away from the chaos of our lives, just sit and realize how blessed we are to have found each other. This year, I was a victim to the greeting card industry.

things I want to do (better):

- love people
- become a barista
- write on my blog more often
- do more, instead of just talking
- save money, spend intentionally
- take better care of my body
- work harder
- learn to use Photoshop
- yoga
- speak more intentionally
- voice my opinion when it matters
- cook/bake more
- learn to use Ethan's camera
- make something fantastic
- paint a room
- learn Latin
- listen better, talk less
- organize my life
- have a better attitude
- travel
- make more lists...

i know, i'm disgusting

i got bored with gimp, cut me some slack.

Cabin Fever

This time of year is almost always my least favorite. Basically all I want to do is stand outside, I don't even need an activity, just the sun's warmth on my skin. These next couple months will be long ones. My legs are feeling claustrophobic. That is all.

1 year ago today..

Nick was diagnosed with leukemia. I remember like it was yesterday standing in the break room at work reading the text from Michael. I couldn't breathe, my heart hurt. I left work early, drove to Ryan's, and cried on his bed. It was a life-changing moment for all of us. Nick has come so far from that point, yet he still has far to go on the road to a full recovery. He's taught me so much: to make the most of my time, to never take anything for granted, and most importantly to see the good side of any situation. I don't have much else to say, except that I thank God for letting me keep one of my best friends longer; and I pray He never lets me forget what I've learned from this experience.