March 19, 2011

Driving.  That is how I spent this Saturday.  Driving and driving and driving.  I was at my sister's (Dianne) and started feeling sick early on Friday.  Most of Friday night was me feeling like I was delirious and freezing.  Luckily by morning the fever had broken, so I could leave.  I had to meet Jon in Kokomo at 9am to get the girls.  Dianne came with me so she could see them.  Caleb (her husband) met us in Carmel so that I didn't have to drive her all the way back to Fishers.

Caleb and I on St. Patty's day

Dianne and Caleb

Anyway, back to my week in Indiana...I spent most of it in Rochester.  I stayed at Amanda's house, which was cool.  She and her family weren't home much.  They had a funeral and viewing to go to right after I got there, so I was by myself most of the time.  During the day, I watched Audrey and Isabel, because Jon didn't have anyone to watch Audrey (don't get me started).  It was good to get to spend time with them, Isabel especially, since I hadn't seen her in so long.

Molly and Quinn

Amanda V and Quinn

Me (exhausted) and Miss Molly

The pictures Molly and I colored...I even got a sticker! Yay, me!

Saturday (the day I got to Rochester) I went out with Erica and Amanda.  Erica's boyfriend was there, too.  We went to this tiny bar in Mentone...it was actually fun, though. We ran into two of the three people I knew that went to Valley.  One of them I used to call Minkus after that guy on "Boy Meets World."  Not nice, I know, but it's not like he still looks like that...though he is still a tool.  I apparently took a ton of random pictures that night.  I'm not sure why I said "apparently,"  like I haven't seen the pictures on my camera...and the time stamps...and seen that they are, indeed, some of the most random pictures ever.  Some are pretty funny, though.  Mostly they're fuzzy and out-of-focus...it's like my camera was drunk, too! hahaha!

Jon and Erica

Amanda D and me

Me and Erica

Erica and Jon with the guy I called Minkus

What else, what else?  I'm SOOOO  happy to be home.  I missed Pete like crazy.  In a way (and I tried to explain this to him)  I'm glad that we had this time apart.  It reaffirmed what I already knew:  that he is totally and completely the man for me.  I had a tiny part of me that worried that this was proximal...you know, we're together all the time, I don't have any other friends, so of course I would think that we were totally in love and get more serious than everyone thinks I should.  But being away from him, those feelings weren't diminished.  If anything, I talked about him all the time (not just when I was drunk) and called him, texted him, and thought about him constantly.  Oh, and we did FB chat.  But, yeah, to me, it showed that it's not just a case of us being around each other.  I've had those kind of relationships or friendships...once someone moves or it's not convenient anymore, the relationship/friendship suffers.  For us, it's strengthened it.  Sure, this may be the "honeymoon" phase, but we're closing in on 8 months...getting an eight month honeymoon sounds pretty amazing to me :)