Monday, June 8, 2009

What A Weekend

This weekend has been quite the crazy one. On Friday my little sister A. was installed as Marshal in an organization called Job's Daughters (if you'd like more information go to www.utahjobies.org). Now this is pretty cool because I have also served in the positions she is undertaking and done the job's she has to do. I worry because I know the challenges I had to push through and I hate to see her have to do the same thing, but I also know how much I loved it, still love it. She will do outstanding I have no doubt of that. I'll just be holding my breath for the next two and half years while she does so!
So that was on Friday. Now Saturday was a whole other story. I hadn't been feeling well, and decided to skip out on Jobies for the night till my friend K. called and said she was having a birthday party and I had to come no ifs, ands, or buts. So I called my friend R. and off we went. OH MY GOD did I have a blast. It turned out that the house the party was at was actually my cousin's. We caught up on crazy family stuff, and talked about school and boys. I told her I was sort of starting to like the boy that I had brought to the party, but wasn't sure where it was all going. This party also made me realize that all this shit I've been worrying about lately like not having friends or not being cool enough was total bull shit. Everyone there was so glad I came, and just made me feel so at home. I even got hit on a few times, and am going out on a date with a boy (K.'s brother) later this week. I guess we'll see how that goes I suppose.
Today I spent most of the day with my family. We had dinner, and then went and saw UP which I highly recommend it is soooo funny. There is a dog on it named dug who is absolutely hysterical. It was nice to spend time with my funny, but at some moments you could just sense how much tension there is at the moment. My brother eggs my parents on, and my mom well... is my mom. Sometimes it's just hard to be around them. It's like your walking on egg shells just trying not to piss them off. They hardly if ever approve of what we're doing, and use the ever popular saying "we've been where you've been, and we just don't want to see you get hurt" it's believable, but sometimes I wonder how much of that is true and how much of this is just a power play. Who knows. Well I'm going to head to bed... or at least try to.

Love,

Morgan

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