Monday, May 12, 2003
I have an announcement to make. Tonight I was leaving the apartment and they have this evil rock that I have named Esmerelda. It sticks out from their tiny rock wall and I stubbed my toe on it. HARD. It's the fourth toe on my left foot, and it's all messy and bloody and gross. Erik was there and I hobbled into his arms and he hugged me and held me while I told him I wanted to vomit. This is how the conversation went.
Me:"Erik, I want to vomit."
Erik: "Are you sick?"
Me:"No, I stubbed my toe."
Erik: " Do you always feel like vomiting when you stub your toe?"
Me:"No, this time I stubbed it hard."
Erik: *laughs mercilessly*
Did you guys catch all that?
I'm practically dying and he is laughing at me.
Oh, just wait. It gets worse.
Then I hobble over to say goodbye to Ralph or someone -- I don't remember, I was too upset -- and Erik mocked my hobbling. He called it bad hobbling.
Ladies and gentleman, I ask you: HOW IS IT POSSIBLE TO BE A BAD HOBBLER?!
I don't know. But I apparently am. So if you have never seen crappy hobbling, just let me know and I'll be glad to demonstrate. Then I bled all over my white flip flops. Anyone who knows me well knows what a pain in the butt it is for me to clean my white flip flops that I adore so much. Tomorrow I must bleach them. AGAIN. They're sticky and gross and bloody.
Other than this extremely large crisis, I had a fabulous day. Talked to Josh Reno on the phone.. I woke him up this morning. On purpose. *hehehe* Went in for a job interview, and it went reallyreally well. Visited my horse. Picked Josh up from the Purificatos' and went to Dayna's to pick up the Miss Divine One herself. Josh and I had a good talk. I miss talking to him. Bible study was good.. we talked about God's love. It sounds so basic and Sunday school, but start thinking about it.. it's amazing. My pinch from God tonight: "Love keeps no record of wrongs." I realized I'd been doing that with one person in particular, and that I had to let it go. So I did. Or at elast, I'm working on it. ;)
Went out with Josh afterwards. We tried to go to Friendly's but that didn't work, so we ended up at Mickey D's, eating and talking. I love talking with Josh because after I'm done, or as I'm explaining things, they get so much clearer. And I know that he is honestly listening to me, and not just there in body.
I am home and I love my boys.
My heart dances tonight.
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