The time has come. . .FINALS are over! That's right! I couldn't be happier. This semester was definitely not my hardest nor my last semester I will have to face, but it's been a busy few months. It's that time to sit back and pull out my favorite book, or even take up sewing. By the way, my sweet mother-in-law fixed up a sewing machine that I am very excited about. Bernina 530. It's a beauty. Can't wait to learn the many techniques that go into sewing. The only problem that I have is, it truly hasn't hit me that the semester is over. You know the feeling, I'm sure. The feeling that you have something unfinished, that you still have a project or test that you need to prepare for. Nope, I am A-OK to partay! Whatever that means. On another note, Will and I are moving! We couldn't be happier. We've lived in our little piece of nothing for a year and a half. We are moving into Joseph(brotha-in-law) and Jen's(sista-in-law) basement. It's a great deal and we couldn't ask for better neighbors!! We are just so excited for this summer and what our future has in store. I'm getting all touchy feely & teary-eyed. So, I best be on my way. Have a splendid day!!
Ooooh. Im bursting with excitement, literal excitement. I seem to squeal when i think of swimming in the sun, or just taking walks as the sun is setting. THE SUN! It is summer time, people. The most wonderful time of the year. I love christmas and all, but they picked the wrong song for the wrong season. Summer is where it's at. I don't have to put layers and layers of clothing on my back. I just need a t-shirt and some shorts to survive--maybe some thongs to go with that. I just said, thongs. what what! I hope you can all take a moment to squeal with joy for this upcoming glorious summer. Ok, you dont have to squeal, do your thang, but take a minute to enjoy the beauty that's about to be unleashed.
Side note: we are ashamed to say, we are kind of into Lost! But, this is not the Sun I was talking about...
My least favorite week is upon arrival. Finals week is what it's most commonly known for, I like to call it, "The Week of He**!" I'll keep it G-rated, for the kids. (because so many children read my blog!) Any who, I'm getting prepped for my projects and tests that are slowly creeping up on me. I always wondered why my face would break out or I'd have random crying episodes during the week of torture. Stress! It's made up, this said stress. It's not real, and I need to conquer this made up feeling so that I can make it out of this hole, aka college. Maybe I would do better if I just took a chill pill. Who prescribes those anyway? Anyone?!?
K. It's not this bad. But, you catch what I'm putting down.
My brotha from the same motha, has a great tendency to make a joke pretty much about everything. I like to joke, I think things are relatively funny...I think my husband is funny. Funny looking! (Could not resist) With that being said, I didn't find my dream funny at all last night. As most of you know, today is April Fools Day and that is probably why I had the dream that I did. It was a random dream, with a whole lot of randomness. I'll just make this short, because I believe this dream lasted the remainder of my sleep. So, let's just say about...8 hours. Long booty dream! Basically, Jeremy and I were arguing about school or something, so Jeremy (my dear brother) the peacemaker he is, pulled out a bomb and want to blow up our argument, literally blow it up. Don't ask me, my dreams are just magical. He decides to blow it up and ends up blowing himself up. Surprise, surprise. At this point, (On the other side of reality) Will says, I was flailing my arms around, shouting, "Noooo, NOOOO, Jeremy's gone!" I might have been crying, Will and I can't recall. After, that little episode, Jeremy miraculously pulls his body parts together and says, "April Fools!" That's so funny, hilarious, I'm holding my sides because I just can't control the laughter, 6 pack here I come! Really, it's disgustingly not funny. I had this dream because my brother is really this way. He thinks this sorta stuff is funny. Maybe it is. I just don't find my brother dying and then joking about it, very funny. Yes, it was a dream. Yes, he is still alive today, and Yes, I will NEVER celebrate April Fools. My husband fits into this category as well.