Finally Finished

I just finished Harry Potter. I will not ruin the book for anyone who has not read it, but it is common knowledge that someone dies in this book. And I must say, I have not been so saddened by the death of a character since Tanis died in Dragons of Summer Flame.

Hair

So my boy cut his gorgeous long blond hair. He called me and teased me about it today because he knows how much I didn't want him to cut it. I haven't seen it yet and I'm afraid to, because I know he buzzed it all off. A few of my friends asked me how he would feel if I threatened to cut off all of my hair and I had to tell them truthfully that I had a long time ago already suggested that to him and he told me I could do whatever I wanted to my hair because he loved me and not my hair. Awww how sweet right.

So maybe someone else can explain his logic to me, because I don't get it. The reason he cut his hair was so he wouldn't have to wear a hat to keep his hair out of his face. However he cut his hair so short that he now has to wear the hat to keep his head from burning in the sun. Does this make sense to anyone??

Currently Reading

Sorry, I'm too busy reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.
I spent a quiet weekend at the boy's parents cabin. I was able to read a little but I didn't get as much reading done as I wanted so I'm off to read now.

It's a girl!!!!

My niece just had a baby girl!
That means I'm a great aunt. And my mother is a great-grandmother. I'm not sure I'm old enough to be a great aunt. Well I guess that's what happens when my niece is only six years younger than I am.
I suppose this means my sister doesn't have to return all of the pink clothing they bought.

ooops I did it again

So I rolled another vehicle. This time it was the four wheeler. We went out four wheeling on Sunday and all was going great until I came to a hill. Now I'm not terribly fond of hills to begin with; especially since the whole rolling the tracker thing. But I've never really liked heights either so that might have something to do with it too. In any case this hill we got to wasn't really that steep. What made it difficult was the rut that ran right down the right of it, along with all the rocks that jutted out of it. So the boy goes down the hill on his dirt bike first. He gets off to talk me through it. Well, I got the left tire stuck on the rock and apparently (according to the boy) I turned the wheel the wrong way and ended up running out of suspension. (Exactly the same thing that happened with the tracker.) After that, everything just started to go down hill fast. (little joke there) There was a split second when I knew what was going to happen and I braced myself for impact. Basically I curled up into a ball and went with it. I wish I could say I knew what I was doing but it was just animal instinct to protect my head. And it was a good thing I did. The boy said if I hadn't tucked my head in the way I did, it would have been smashed between the steering wheel and the ground. (no I wasn't wearing a helmet and I don't want any lectures thank you) And then that horrible little rut that started this whole thing saved me. When I rolled with the four wheeler I landed in that rut and that's what kept the weight of the four wheeler off of me. I ended up with some bad road rash on my back, shoulders, and elbows. I have a bruise on my hip and the back of my head from where they hit the ground and two of my fingers are banged up from where the handlebar landed and slightly crushed them. But all in all, things could have been a lot worse. Apparently the little angel that keeps watch over me was there again on Sunday.

Needless to say I scared the living hell out of the boy. He who never wears any protective gear of any kind, on any vehicle and has never asked me to wear any, has asked me to please wear a helmet the next time we go; for him. So I will. Because he wasn't the only one who got the shit scared out of him. I did however make him proud when a few minutes after the crash, I climbed back onto the four wheeler and kept on going. He told me he knew a lot of guys, who if they had taken a fall like that would never have gotten back on. I got back on for two reasons: one, if I hadn't gotten back on then, I might never have and two, we were in the middle of nowhere with no one to spare to drive the four wheeler back to the truck. That and we were headed to Wal-Mart anyway and the thought of a real bathroom to clean my wounds was very appealing.

Of course when we got home I could at least say that this time I didn't hit my chin.

Unanswered Prayers

So it finally happened. I ran into him. (11/15 old ghosts) It was kinda weird because I was thinking about him today; not in a missing him kind of way but more of an old memories way. I and a bunch of friends from work decided to go bowling tonight. And of course the boy went along. We got to the bowling alley, got our shoes and sat down at the lane. As I'm putting my shoes on, I look up and there he is sitting at the table at the lane right next to us. I couldn't believe it. I looked at one of my girlfriends (one who knew the whole story) and said "look who's behind us". She was just as shocked to see him as I was. But that was all I felt, surprise at seeing him. I went over to him, said hi and hugged him. And I felt nothing. I won't lie and say it wasn't a little weird having him there but that's all it was, was weird.

(He) was the one that I'd wanted for all times
And each night I'd spend praying that God would make (him) mine
And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then
I'd never ask for anything again

Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talking to the man upstairs
That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

And as (he) walked away and I looked at my (life)
And then and there I thanked the good Lord
For the gifts in my life

- Unanswered Prayers, Garth Brooks