Reflection

Well, the Colorado portion of my summer is quickly coming to a close, and I now sit in the somewhat organized chaos of my half-packed room to reflect on the last six weeks.
Here are several things I have observed:
- It's okay to spend the weekend at home.
- Comfort is often found in the familiarity of the past.
- I am addicted to bargain shopping.
- There is rarely a dull moment at work when the boss is on vacation.
- Hollywood makes some really horrible movies. (ie. Torque)
- For many, "July 4th is just an excuse to get drunk and blow things up."
- No matter what the weather is, there's always someone complaining about it.
- Road trips are always worth it.
- People change, but true friendships stay the same.
- God makes things work out the way they need to.
- Family time is the best time.
- I am way too much of a perfectionist when it comes to my scrapbooks.
- There is never enough time.
- Just because Big City Burrito tastes good, doesn't mean that it won't make you sick.
- Once you accecpt that life changes, that is when you start living it.

The perspective of the basketball hoop in this picture is really messin' with my head. 

Kids are Cute

So I was sitting at Red Robin tonight eating dinner with the girls, and I realized I had a message on my phone. This is what it said (in choppy little girl voice):

"hi tracy. hi tracy. this is kaedyn. i want to talk to you on your phone. call me sometime. i love you. bye bye."

That is the cutest thing I've heard in a long time. I think this message was a breakthrough for my 4 year old niece...she hardly ever talks on the phone. Apparently she had wanted to talk to her aunt Tracy all day. I just hope when I call tomorrow for my sister's birthday she'll still be in the mood to talk.

Exploding Soup

I burned my hand on the potato soup at work today. How genius is that? I was grabbing it out of the microwave, and before I could get it to level ground the hot steam got to me, and woops, it slipped out of my hand. The impending splash covered most of the microwave, the countertop, and of course me. My right hand was scalded, and my shirt was crusted with soup. Luckily the container didn't actually tip over, so much of the soup was saved at the sacrifice of my hand. It stung for most of the night, and now it basically feels like a bad sunburn, especially if anything hot touches it. Ow, mega sting.
Ya know, I made through all of last summer without any major incidents at work. This summer, my first night back I cut myself on the slicer, and now this.

life

Does it make you stronger to know that you can't have something you want? Because it really seems like it would just be much easier to just not want it any more. I suppose the trick is figuring out how to make yourself not want it...but after four years, I'm still clueless.