catch up

the highlights:

+ I went home this past weekend. It was nice. I always enjoy shopping with my mom. Sleeping on the couch...not so great.

+ I went rollerblading with Rosie tonight. And I didn't fall once. I haven't rollerbladed in about ten years.

+ There was the most amazing rainbow I've ever seen today at school. There were two of them actually, and one of them was complete. So awesome!

+ I'm in over my head when it comes to homework these days.

+ I talked to Jordan about wedding things today. She and I have been planning our weddings since we were fourteen. Of course, Justin was always her groom and mine changed daily. I can't believe she's planning it for real this time! I wish I could be there to plan it with her though.

+ I moved my electric piano to school last night and it put it together this afternoon. I felt like a dork, but I love it :)

+ All things considered, I'm pretty much content.

that and this

A random selection of today's thoughts:

-Everytime I see someone on campus using the waist strap on their backpack, I can't help singing "we love the German tourist" in my head.

-I think I'm going to get some rollerblades.

-Who decided that leggings should replace pants? Really...I'd like to meet that person.

-My sister's only 7 (driving) hrs. away for the next week and a half, and I don't get to see her :(

-I am so ready for fall...crunchy leaves, apple cider, and cute jackets here I come!

-I really miss listening to alternative radio.

-My mom watched Glee yesterday because she missed me. How cute is that?

Back Without a Lot to Say

I haven't written in a very long time, and therefore feel the need to post something. I don't actually have anything to say, mind you; it just feels like time.

Well, let's see. A little update on cracking eggs--I have now perfected cracking an egg with one hand. Thanks again Audrey!

I've given up sweets for the duration of lent. This includes all candy, cookies, cake, pop, and anything that tastes good or resembles dessert. I miss ice cream and mems. It's a lot harder than I thought it was going to be, but kind of easier at the same time. I guess it's not so bad, but I really did want a chocolate cake and ice cream for my birthday. Oh well, maybe I'll just have to have two birthdays this year!

Ok, so here's a small demonstration of the amount of faith that my mom does not have in me. The main argument in the Williams household is over the car and driving. It's not that my parents don't want me to use the car; it's that my mom and, on occassion, my dad are paranoid about the condition of country roads. Therefore, I often have to have my parents take me to school and work, and I rarely am allowed to go to church if it's located more than four miles from home. So, back to my demonstration--this morning, I was running behind for school for multiple reasons. I usually leave at 9am to make sure that I'll be on time for my first class. At 8:45, my mom comes upstairs and lets me know about thirty-seven times that the roads are icy and I'm going to be late. I know this, and the fact that she told me thirty-seven times didn't change anything--it simply frustrated me. So, I make it downstairs around 9am, almost ready, and in those 15 minutes my mom has gotten dressed, curled her hair, brushed her teeth, and put her makeup on. She's determined to take me to school. After many uplifting and positive words are exchanged, I somehow convince her to let me go without her, on one condition--I call her when I get there. Finally, I get out the door, and go to school--the roads, by the way, aren't icy at all. When I get to school I find something out that fixes my mother's oppinion of me for the entire day. I left my phone at home. I assume that my mom will figure it out and decide to call her when I get to work.

Now here's my favorite part. I call my mom just to let her know that I didn't call her because I forgot my phone. "Oh," she says, "I thought, 'Oh Jennifer, this is not the morning to stub up to me!'"

"Thanks for having so much faith in me Mom."

"Well, it crossed my mind that maybe you forgot it."

"And you couldn't give me the benefit of the doubt?"

"Well I did, for a second. But then I decided that you just wanted to stub me this morning."

Thanks for having so much faith in me, Mom! Love you too!

"Will the Love Continue When My Walk Becomes a Crawl?"

My parents are driving away right now, and I feel so terrible. My mom just tried to do something really nice for me, and I replied with ungratefulness. I've been acting like that a lot lately. I don't really know why, but I feel horrible everytime. As soon as the words come out, I want to take them back, but it's always too late. What makes me feel even worse is that I know she'll forgive me and move on without another thought. Moms are kind of like that.

So, I know that it's probably just because I'm around Jack all the time, but I feel like I've been bombarded with "baby" things lately. Allow me to explain. Everytime I watch tv or a movie, someone's having a baby. Everytime someone calls my mom it's because someone's having a baby. All my mom ever talks about are babies. I just saw Juno yesterday (which was a very good movie by the way), and I knew it was about a teen pregnancy, but I don't know, I guess I'm just getting a little freaked out. I mean, what's with all the babies?!? Ok, I sound like a crazy person...probably because I am...I'm done.