I'm a new soul I came to this strange world hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take.

It's official:

I will be moving to East Lansing August 15th.
**Edit--August 16th or 17th...**

And I'm nervous//excited all at the same time.

Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar.

While I was driving home from Holland this morning..I passed this (or close to) gem. At what point do you decide that regular window tint just won't cut it. You need to make sure that your love of wolves, or dolphins, or maybe even the New York Jets is displayed for the entire highway to see. Also, is there a reason that these are always proudly displayed by those who drive trucks? I don't have any answers to this, but I'm just saying...

Finally, I love America as much as the next guy, but seriously...

When you ain't got nothin', you've got nothin' to lose.

Today started out awesome. Lindsey, Ryan, Evan, Brooke and Nick were all up at my parents house. It was a beautiful day, and I even got to watch most of the Grey's season finale. Then I overheated myself and almost puked. I showered and went to work.

That's when my day turned from pretty awesome, to horrible. For some reason, they will not turn on the air there. Ugh. Seriously. Every single table was complaining about how hot it was..like I wanted to be working in the heat..also, I have no voice. Zero. I try and talk and all that comes out is 13 yr. old pubescent boy sounds. Seriously.

But then, I came home, and this was on.

I am now going to bed happy, although roasting hot because my parents refuse to turn the air on because they believe we "get a good breeze off the lake." I am not talking tomorrow...until I go back to work tomorrow night.

Your best intentions may not be enough.

I think Wednesday is my favorite day of the week. Because of this, I'm going to try and post a favorite song of mine every Wednesday. Today= When It Don't Come Easy by Patty Griffin.

No pain is forever..yup, you know this.

It's been a pretty regular thing lately for me to have pseudo arguments with myself over how bad it would hurt to cut my right ovary out so that I wouldn't be in constant pain for...oh...4 hours now. If I was dead set on not having kids I'd go to the hospital and have them fix me. I'm still at a toss up over that whole thing so I can't make such a rash decision right now (I'm only 23). I can pretend all night long that I'm gutsy enough to hold a knife to my belly and cut it, when in all actuality, I can't even dig into my skin with a needle to get a sliver out. This girl = huge wimp.

My old doctor (who basically did nothing but perform 2 surgeries and prescribe me 7 different meds that didn't work) just moved so I'm in the market for a new one. Let's hope that the next one can pinpoint what's wrong a little faster/easier than she could. One person can only pee in a cup so many times and still keep their dignity.

Welcome home Evan. We're so excited to see you!

Here's my final version of this...I need like a whole box of Kleenex every time I watch it!! Tomorrow's the big day..one we've been waiting for technically since we found out Lindsey was pregnant for 9 months..however, since we first saw Evan for 117 days. 117 days. Wow.



As if I didn't think Evan was the cutest thing ever..Owen and Aubrey try and steal the show. I am so blessed.

Life is good today.

I'm leaving for Florida tomorrow and I won't be back until at least the 30th...yessssss.