Corey, Kelsie, myself, Denise, and Moses (track team) just got back from Mass. Ash Wednesday has got to be one of my favorite services. The whole messages is such a beautiful one, the ashes such a beautiful symbol of forgiveness. I feel so at peace, even if it is 9:00 and I have much to do!
My trip home was a blast!!! I took the long way round to Jackson to stop in and see Sarah and Sergei. Well, I of course got lost, making the exact wrong turn that I did a month ago during a similar fiasco. With my phone on low battery I rang Sergei, who so splendidly led me back to Belhaven after about an hours worth of “uhhhhhh, turn around,” and “you’re on what street??! How did you get all the way down there?!” It was quite an adventure 🙂
When i finally got to his house, Sarah had just left for a Mary Kay party and would be back in an hour or so. Sarah, I love you to death, but man did me and Sergei have fun!!!! I love him more and more each time we hang out, as we cooked, played Mario on the Wii, and had deep psychological conversations on why marriages fail and the problem with most young couples. It was a blast. Then Sarah and Mark joined us!!! Talk about a steroid shot to my SOUL. It’s amazing what turning around to see her walking through the door can do to me. Mmmmmmmmmmm family 🙂
After a much too short but much needed visit, I hit the road again. Three hours later I rolled into my driveway, gas light a blazin. Proceeded to have a wonderful week at home! Sure the whole trip was great, but my favorite part was probably hanging out with Taylor all day, especially with Gran and Grandad. I love seeing them with children, it shows me how much they must have doted on me as a kid. Grandad of course provided me with the funniest quote for my blog (unintenionally 🙂
Taylor was in the back playing games on the computer, and her Hannah Montana website could be heard in the kitchen. Grandad sat at the kitchen table, elbows spread on the table, a ham sandwich resting in his hands.
“What’s all that music?”
“That’s Taylor’s Hannah Montana stuff”
“Oh yeah, that uh, uh, Miley Cypress girl!”
I could have died 🙂 He is so pleasant. Now I’m sitting at my desk, watching the Olympic half pipe event, patiently waiting for Sean White!!!
Which reminds me…
I am unhealthily addicted to men’s figure skating. I know, they are kind of creepy with their feathers and pink tassels, but I just can’t help myself! My greatest fascination Evgeni Plushenko. He won gold at the last Olympics. At first, mom and I had prematurely decided we did not like him. He looked mean, he never smiled, and he was much, much, too serious. We did not like him….then they did the segment where they interview him at home. First words out of his mouth “Many people do not like me.”
IMMEDIATE GUILT TRIP.
Ten minutes later, he was mean, he was quite. He never smiled because he was tragic. And he wasn’t serious, he was an artist who was dedicated to his art. His face has that same appeal that Adrian Brody’s does, like he is always on the verge on tears. I think my first son’s name is going to be Plushenko.