Thanksgiving

Tyler and I traveled to Beaver Dam from Wednesday night until Saturday afternoon. We got to spend some time with Granny, Tyler's parents, little sister, three cousins, and aunt & uncle. We got there later than everyone else, so Olivia stole our normal bed. Instead we got the bed made for little people. I slept pretty horribly for three nights, plus PMS, the TV on, eating stuff I don't normally eat, etc.

Granny gave us a 45-50 year old coffee table and two end tables, plus a glider and two chairs to match. We're getting a night stand from Tyler's sister as well.

I missed my pup like crazy, but it was good to spend time with his family. However, I sorely missed being with my family. Pretty bad. It's always holidays or birthdays or mom/sister dinners that just kill me. But I'll be home in less than a month and I shan't die. Anyway, I sometimes feel alone when my family is together and I'm not there. I sent my sisters a picture of myself brushing my teeth, because I wanted to feel seen or like there should be a hole in Owasso somewhere. I don't know. I woke up in a panic like, "AAAH, I'm not there. I should be there."

We came home from Kentucky and went to our last walk-through in our house. We move in on Tuesday. We walked into the house and it was a mess. I mean, she's packing, but cat hair was everywhere. It smelled like cat poop in the basement. Anyway, the cooky seller hollers "Hello?" and our realtor is like, "Hi, we told you we'd be here at 2:30." Cooky seller: "Oh, I had no clue you were coming." I think she was lying. Like a crazy person. We walked through and she had made the changes she said she would... including taking a bathroom mirror, which is against the rules. I don't really care, but I'm pretty sure the lady is a little crazy. But I can't wait to move into her well-maintained house. She said it would be totally clean on Tuesday. I believe her.

We have packed up our living room and office. All we have is our clothes and the kitchen. We have 2 Guys and a Truck coming on Tuesday to help us. I'm off Tuesday, Wednesday, and Sunday. Somehow, some way, I want to get back to normal life slightly this week. I can't wait for church tomorrow. Yoga this week. Seeing my friends. Ah.

On the way to Kentucky Tyler and I talked about thankfulness. We are kind of blown away. So blessed. My heart is slowly cracking, and every day I find my cynicism sort of being ripped away. It's terrifying. I feel like Eustace.

cool things that happened today:

We prayed for renters, or that God would just teach us to trust Him.

We got renters. Two dear friends - both our college roommates Hannah and David. 

We went to church and heard stories about adoption - spiritual and legal. It was awesome. Lots of tears. 

We went to our friend's house and made rum balls and chili. 

Now I'm home mentally preparing for a short work week and a few days in Kentucky. It'll be great. 

That's all. Glad we have renters. Glad we have such good friends. So much to be thankful for. 

Happy Thanksgiving week. I miss my family.

I taught my first yoga class on Wednesday night. I teach again Saturday morning, after my staff meeting at work (which, I just saw on facebook one of my employees write to another "OH... JOY... the staff meeting..." I'm not friends on facebook with the girl who wrote it, but I "liked" it. Out of love, I hope her stomach drops. I seeee you, little girl!!!)

Anyway, my first class went fine. I forgot the word "strap," so that was an awkward seven seconds. I wasn't funny, so I need to work on lightening up and realizing that all those people are or will be my friends and that I don't need to be nervous. My critique was to project my voice better. I think they're going easy on me so I don't cry. I told Tyler he better give me some good critiques and he said, "Oh, I'm going to rip the shit out of your class. Be ready." So now I'm scared.

I left work early today and got Pei Wei. Came home and ate a lot of it.

Last night I went to dinner with three NB Corporate people, my owners, and two other managers. It was a fancy place. About $50 a person and Corporate paid for it. I cleaned my plate. They were nice. I thought to myself, "I'm sitting here with seemingly normal people who make a million dollars a year." I'm a kid. It's just weird. They're in charge of sales for NB North America and Canada.

I'm charging up my Kindle to purchase Ann Lamott's new book "Help Thanks Wow." It's about three different types of prayer. I'm excited. Supposed to be along the same line as Traveling Mercies and Plan B. I didn't like Crooked Little Heart. I didn't finish it though. I don't like novels.

I have some toe spacers between my big toe and second toe. Trying to help my bunion die. I woke up this morning and it was throbbing so bad. I told Tyler that I was afraid to look at it because it felt like it might be black.

PS, Let me talk to you about germs. Non-colonized non-resistant (like homeless people walking through your yard), colonized non-resistant (homeless people camping on your front lawn), non-colonized resistant (knocking at your door asking for food), and colonized resistant (entering your home and eating out of your fridge). So I thought the homeless comparison was mean, but no one at my work seemed to understand. Anyway, when we remove an insole from someone's shoe (I do this five times a day) we have a 60% chance of touching bacteria that is colonized resistant. So many people are jacked up on anti-biotics and we touch their germs and their germs cannot be beaten with more antibiotics. It's craziness. I took all the hand sanitizer out of my store and I'm going to gross out my staff tomorrow and make them wash their hands between every customer.

November - the craziest month of my 2012

Well, Denver is off my list. I, a 24-year-old child, went to Denver with a bunch of business owners and New Balance big deals for two days. They bought us dinner. There was an open bar. I got a vodka tonic like an adult and the bar tender says "What vodka do you prefer?" I replied, "Doesn't matter," like the cheap-liquor-drinking-kind-of-girl that I am. My coworker about died.

I tried to ride in the front seat of the cab, because I didn't realize it was a cab. The car that picked us up was so nice I thought the guy was like a New Balance big deal's brother or something. We talked about Colorado and pot. He said on 4/20 that the sky over Boulder is visibly cloudy... really?

I got a bunch of free stuff - hat, sunglasses, watch, gloves, yoga pants and top, pedometer, shoe lights, elastic laces, and a yoga mat on the way! Can't wait. I totally asked for the stuff. And I got it... fo free!

We planned all of next years products and that was fun. I helped choose for all the stores in our company. I met some cool NB people. Some people drank a lot and I went to bed praying that they didn't make any major mistakes.

I couldn't sleep. Woke up every hour. Finally fell asleep watching "We Bought A Zoo." I love that movie. Every time I watch a movie with Scarlet Johansen, I end up wanting to cut my hair or major in Anthropology. Woke up at 3:30 am, diarrhea. Thanks, Colorado. Woke up at 4:30 and realized I was just up. No going back to sleep. So I watched this liar on TV yell something over and over... "A surprising amount of money will come to you from a surprising source! Praise Jesus! Let his angels shower blessings on you!" Surprise! You got a penny... from a little kid!

I was so angry. And people were cheering. It broke my heart. Had to change the channel. Then I watched a show about people who got too many tattoos and wanted to get them removed. Poor guy, every time he drank alcohol he got another tattoo. Then he'd wake up and cry. And the girl who had her ex-fiance's name tattooed on her forearm. She'd look at it and cry.

Then I ate a cookie in the dark. I realized it had nuts in it and was thankful I wasn't allergic.

I missed Tyler so bad. I was homesick. The other night he said to me, "Please don't ever die." We're super morbid and in love.

I got a $6 can of Budweiser on the plane, because I've never drank on a plane before. It was only fun because my coworker thinks I'm a weirdy and she got a good laugh out of it. I didn't know what lot I parked in, so the sweet Super Park lady drove around until we found my truck. I didn't have any cash, so I gave her my business card and told her I've give her a discount. Rereading that paragraph, I sound like a drunk homeless person.

I went to breakfast with my friend Ellen this morning. It was great. Going to lunch with Allison for her birthday!!! and getting ready to teach this weekend. My very last weekend of training.

And here is why this is the craziest month. Denver. Finish training. I start teaching classes next week. Then we go to Kentucky for Thanksgiving. Then we move into a new house... then we have Christmas, buy a puppy, get pregnant, and get old.

Thank you, Jesus, for this beautiful day. Amen.

Love you guys.