January 14, 2011 ~ not the best of days.

              

 The world outside is covered with a thick layer of snow. I’m currently cuddled up on Chris’ sofa in my best friend’s Florida Gator blanket, drinking a glass of red drink, while writing this. My thoughts are going a thousand miles per minute, and I’m half distracted by a movie playing in the back ground, and I can’t help but think that in this moment absolutely everything feels okay.

 The day definitely didn’t start of this way. Today was not a good day, and the picture is made dark to describe how I feel exactly. I’m sick; I didn’t get a good night’s rest; and I want nothing more than just to feel someone sitting next to me, and not feel the need to talk or anything else. 

 I thought of where I’ve had most of my good times this year, at Chris’ house. I thought of when I never wanted to go home, and always wanted to be there, because it was my second home. And never more in my life did I want to be there. One simple text, “Do you think I might be able to stay at your house tonight?” and one simple reply. “Come on!” 

 So, here I am. Sitting with Chris and Grace, waiting on Donnie and Cody to get back, and writing this. And I’m feeling good. I’m still sick. I’m still tired. But, I’m good. 

 Munchies Peanut Butter crackers make it even better. Just sayin’.

          


January 13, 2011 ~ “Who you getting cute for?”

       

You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn’t really your home anymore?  All of the sudden that idea of home is gone. It just sort of happens one day, and it’s gone. You can never get it back. And you get homesick for a place that doesn’t exist anymore. Little things, like wanting to shower in your bathroom, and sleep in your bed can’t happen. You think of things like, “Oh, I should wear that shirt tomorrow.” and you remember that you can’t, because you don’t have that shirt anymore. Friends want to go out, and you have no clothes to wear to go with them. No jacket of your own to wear, because the only one you have left is covered in ash and smells of smoke where you were sorting through things in what used to be your house. And you are trying not to be sad over it, because being sad won’t help. And being sad won’t change things. So you try to smile and laugh… and you’re doing a good job of it, but sometimes, something is said and you get sad all over again. But you don’t want to be. Because you know the most important thing is that you have a roof over your head, even if it isn’t the one you are used to. You have friends and family who care, and who continue to remind you and to prove how much they do. People you don’t even know are offering help, offering whatever they can give and do. You realize that the world is a good place, regardless of all the bad you’ve seen. Good things do happen, and you CAN find light in a dark situation. You realize it’s okay to cry, and it’s okay to not want to be around anyone. You’re allowed this. 

You know that everything will be alright.

January 12, 2011 ~ Fire.

       

Feelings that I felt:

Confusion.
Fear.
Grief.
Guilt.
Anxiety.


Love.

The day started out normal. I hung out with friends, we joked around and had a good time. I was in Dalton when dad called me, freaking out because 911 called and said the house was on fire. This is all I got out of him before he hung up. I tried calling back, no answer. I told Morgan and Blake, and Morgan sped out of the parking lot, already on his way. I tried calling mom, no answer. I tried again, and again, but never any answer. I texted friends, asking them to pray. The rest is a blur. I remember finally making it to the house, only to find the road completely blocked by ambulances and other emergency vehicles. I remember the ambulance not being able to get out, so Morgan had to help mom into his truck and take her to the hospital himself. I remember filling out forms, and my brother showing up. I remember Chris bouncing in with a smile on his face, “What’s this about you jumping out of windows and stuff, woman?” and making mom laugh. I remember Donnie being silly and making me laugh when I really needed it. I remember leaving with Morgan to go back to the house, and walking through it for the first time, seeing all the smoke damage and knowing that everything was gone. I remember millions of text messages and phone calls from people in worry. I remember going back to the hospital with Morgan and running out of gas before we got there, and Drew having to bring some to us. I remember Morgan buying me a McDouble and a Sweet Tea. I remember finally going back to Lisa’s house with Mom and Morgan, while Dad and Brother went back to the house. I remember them trying to make me feel better, and attempting to watch The Hangover, but being too sleepy to watch all of it.

I remember feeling loved and safe.

 I remember. I’ll never forget.

January 11, 2011 ~ Marley (:

        

“I talk to him when I’m lonesome like; and I’m sure he understands.  When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat.  For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that.”  ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth

January 10, 2011 ~ Snow Buddha!

         

Today, we found Marley. It is quite a story, one that I don’t feel like going into very much detail about. Marley was stolen. We thought he ran away, until tonight. Morgan, Blake, Gravedigger, and I were at a gas station when someone Morgan and I knew drove up…. with Marley in the car. After a LOT of anger, yelling, confusion, phone calls, and apologizing, the car door was opened, and Marley ran straight to us. You don’t know how happy I was to be able to put that dog in the truck with us, how happy I was to have him back.

 We went to Morgan’s brother’s house after this, where the snow Buddha was found. It completely made my day, no lie. Marley however wasn’t so impressed, which he expressed after I took this picture by peeing on the poor snow Buddha.

 We tried to push Blake down the huge hill in Christian’s neighborhood, which didn’t quite work out as well as we hoped. He didn’t go very far at all, so we gave up pretty soon afterward. So many little adventures happened after this that I’m choosing not to blog about. But, overall, good day.

        

January 9, 2011 ~ Blizzard of 2011: Bring it on!

       

In life, one of the most important things you can do is to surround yourself with people who simply make you smile, who manage to make you laugh. Way, way, way too many people forget this. 

 Me? I’m not one of those people. 

January 8, 2011 ~ Skype with Lo-ho!

      

Today was a good day. A great day, even. I’m not sure if I could ever begin explaining why. Nothing extraordinary really happened. At least, it wouldn’t be anything extraordinary to you. I didn’t go any where special. The day went like most, hanging out with friends, watching the boys play xbox, and playing on Skype. I didn’t go to bed until late, but at least it was in my bed, in my apartment. This makes me happy, more so than you could ever imagine. Yes, today was a good day.

And just so you know, I regret nothing. Sometimes the best ideas are the bad ones.

January 7, 2011 ~ Silly boys and their video games

                                 

Most of the day was spent watching the boys play video games. Morgan and I left sometime during the afternoon to go home and eat, then the crew all met up at Vamp’s for Chris to get his tattoo. 

                                

We all (meaning Chris, Morgan, Donnie, Cody, Grace, Lauren, Timothy, and myself) hung out at Vamp’s for a bit, then headed out. Cody and Grace went their separate ways, and the rest of us headed to Chris’ house, jumped in his Dad’s truck, then went to Los Amigos. YUM! We (of course, I know you see this coming) ended up back at Deal’s house, where the night lasted a few more hours and we all crashed.

                                

         

         

January 6, 2011 ~ Mogey.

        

We’re all a little weird, and when we find those people whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness and call them our best friends. - Boy Meets World

I went home early this morning  because I thought that the truck was going to be taken to get the tires changed, but the brother wasn’t at work because of a migraine (hate those stupid things!), so I ended up just going back to sleep for a while. Woke up, got ready, and waited around for something interesting to go do.

 I Skyped (I seem to do that a lot…) with Morgan, Christian, and Katrina for a while, then I decided to kidnap Morgan, so off to his house I went. Christian was excited about his new system, so I listened to it for a while (all I can say is dayummm. haha) Talk about being loud as hell! 

 Morgan and I ended up at Chris’ house (of course, when am I not there?) We went on a cheeto run for Chris, which is when the picture was taken. He made me wear his hat, which I refused to do at first, but gave in. The lady at the store said it was cute, so it’s all good, haha.

 This is pretty much it, nothing too interesting, but it was a good day indeed.

Keep Smiling,

 Melinda

January 5, 2011 ~ Skype!

                         

So, he may kill me for using this picture, buuuuttt let’s hope not. 

Today was another day spent at the Deal house. I may as well move in, really. Woke up to a cooked breakfast (pigs in a blanket, mind you. favorite!) thanks to Chris. I ate, I helped Chris clean up a little, then spent forever talking to Lo-Ho, telling her to hurry up and get her butt over there. 

 Talking with Donnie and Tori gave me the idea to make a video if my 2010 memories, so I spent most of the day putting that together. It was SO much fun, and now that I actually know how to use the movie maker on my computer, you can bet there will be plenty more! 

 Finally, Lauren arrives… with MCDONALDS. Major brownie points for that girl. All I’m sayin’. The boys played some rockband, I skyped with a few people, most importantly my bestest friend ever. Then, Donnie, Chris, Lauren, and I watched Dispicable Me. It’s probably the cutest movie ever. The youngest little girl, Agnes? Yeah, that’s completely going to be my child. She is way too adorable!

 During this time, Lauren and I managed to have some bonding time, where we found out just how small Dirty Murray really is. Yeah, who knew? haha.

 After Lo-Ho had to leave, the boys and I got on Skype with Courtney and Jesse for a while, then decided it was time to watch another movie. Easy A. BEST MOVIE EVER. Okay, so maybe not ever, but it was still pretty damn good. Loved it. I laughed pretty much the entire time. I love Olive, and her parents? Coolest parents ever. After Easy A, it was pretty much bed time. We stayed up a while longer, but not very much, and then crashed. Good day, I do believe. I was content with it anyway.

 Keep Smiling,

   Melinda

             

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