Very clever, witty title for my blog, no? Yes, my dear friends, it is the fourth of July. And for once I'm feeling slightly patriotic and excited about this holiday. Don't ask why and don't ask why I've never cared before. I kind of stopped caring about the fourth of July after my parents divorced and we stopped doing our traditional firework picnic in Kaysville, Utah. The last really fun time I remember having for Independence Day was going to a Goldsox baseball game in Yuba City, California one year, as well as the year before last when I saw fireworks with my sister in Pikeville, and then last year when I spent the day in Hannibal with Lauren and Kat. So, yeah, most recently I've had some good years, but nothing really holds a candle to the "old days" with my parents and sister.
But anyway! That was much darker and doomier than I intended. Sorry about that. So yeah, it's Independence Day. Lauren has to work later, so when she gets home (at 11 p.m.), we're going to set off our amazing display of fireworks that we bought. It shall be oodles of fun.
Also, today has been fun because our friend from Truman, Sarah, who graduated in May, came to visit us. We went out to lunch together and got to hang out, so that was lots and lots of bonding wondermousness. Lauren and I also watched a long episode of Kate Plus 8, which is our - my - guilty pleasure, and it provoked some strong emotions and opinions since there was a lot of drama in the episode. But that's not really important.
Let's see, what else is going on? Oh, yeah! (I really didn't forget.) Kat came up and visited us! It was so much fun because the three of us have missed each other so much. It actually became an accidental tradition in which we would see each other every two weeks. (Last time Lauren and I drove down to Hannibal.) And because the three of us haven't taken a picture together since March, I forced them to take another one with me. So there. She came up on Sunday night after she got off work, and then spent Monday with us, not leaving until about ten o'clock at night. We went swimming, got dinner, went to Hasting's . . . it was just oodles of fun. We miss her. We're really looking forward to move back into the dorm so the three of us can be together again. Yup yup.
In other news, I've been rather homesick. It's kind of sad. My wonderful grandma sent me two copies of home movie tapes that we used to have but lost over the years, and I've been reminiscing over the past few days. It's so surreal seeing things how they used to be. Because I'm a baby in the videos I don't remember any of it, but I think I'll remember the other videos my grandma will send later, since they were filmed when I was older. I guess we'll see. But I'm really hoping I get to go back to Pikeville for Christmas again, and hopefully stay longer than a week. One week out of the whole year really isn't enough.
