Life is just full o surprises.
I realized I had neglected my bloggy blog, but lately I've had a lot of spare time to think about random things. I made my exodus to the homeland last week. I left NYC to visit my parents for a week but it has turned into a permanent arrangement. I found out that I have mono. After a week of sleeping 30 hrs./day and living off of slimfast, soup and that wierd orange medicine, I am feeling much better. I can finally talk again! and my mom took me to WalMart last week after I was feeling better. She thought that was hilarious. I hadn't been to Wal-Mart in 4 months and was pretty excited. I attempted to do my yoga dvd and then had to take a 2 hr. nap cuz I was so tired. This is really weird for someone who used to run 3 mi/day or more and think it was cake. This mono is kicking my trash.
I went to the family ward in Owasso with my parents. A funny thing about this ward is that Rezza's dad has started coming to church here. He's not a member and he moved to the area last summer, about the time Rezza and I started dating. He wasn't there on Sunday, but I kinda want to meet him. Rezza is the only guy that I ever kept anything from him - ie my sexy blue scrubs. Well I did keep some of the music that guys gave me but thats different and about the scrubs - I really think scrubs are the most comfortable pants in the world.
Anyways after the regular ward, the son of one of my mom's friends invited me to go to the singles ward with him. I was thinking I was doing good to go to the whole family ward with this mono thing, but I said I'd go. As much as I love my parents, it would be nice to talk to people my own age and I'm single again - how else would I have gotten mono :o). Jordan turned out to be really cool - its too bad he's 18. His friend Derek is cool too and he lived in NYC for a couple years studying graphic design at the Art Institute.
I've decided to learn to play the guitar again. Unlike when I tried when I was on crutches a couple summers ago - I can use my dad's guitar and have him teach me. I won't have to worry about the owner of the guitar thinking that lessons are leading to something romantic or worry that he will take the guitar back when he gets pissed for discovering that its not gonna be anything romantic. I just wanna learn to play the guiter. It will be a nice amusement since my parents piano splattered all over the highway on the way to Oklahoma when they moved last summer.
One final announcement - Wilco is playing Tulsa on Sept. 22!! Maybe I could get used to this Oklahoma thing. The Flaming Lips are from Oklahoma, so I guess good things can happen in O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A.