I laid awake last night until 1:40 am. That was the last time I checked the clock. I was playing that game….you know the one, “if I fall asleep now, I’ll still get 5 hours of sleep.” Toss and turn. “If I fall asleep now, I’ll still get 4.5 hours sleep.”
My mind was just racing with random thoughts like, did I ever post about how the Director of my job awkwardly hugged me at a bar once? I didn’t. I will though, it’s a good story.
I was thinking a lot about Oprah. Well, not really Oprahbut her last show I watched. They replay it at 10pm here so I had just watched it. Mitch Albom was on reviewing his book, One More Day. This got me thinking about my mom and how I wish I could have one more day with her. One more day, as her child. Me…oh…8 or 9, her? Oh…32. My mom used to do really cool things. This one time she woke me and my brother up late for school, maybe just a half an hour or so, and said, “today is a skip day and we are going to go shopping.” And she took us shopping, for new shoes. I specifically remember the shoes. She also took us out to lunch that day. She only did that one time, but it’s burned in my memory. It was a really fun day.
I also never told you how Kirk Cameron wrote me a letter once. It was on green paper. I was super happy. My brother said his fan club wrote it in that perfect penmanship with a black sharpie, but I did not agree. He loved me. Oh, and he didn’t just write me out of the blue, I wrote him first of course, but you know….he still wrote me back. I’m not really proud of that, I just sort of remembered it last night.
The summer I got that letter was one of the best, most life changing summers of my life. I went to Bay Shore Camp that summer which was a Christian camp for ages 12-16. I not only found myself closer to God but I also thought I had met my future husband there, Jeff. He was older and he was a counselor. The first day I saw him…I knew. He was dreamy. All the girls loved Jeff. Ha. That just makes me laugh. Anyway, it was harmless, he did become my friend though. He actually called me after camp and I thought I was so cool because I had gone to 2 camps that summer. Four days after I arrived home from Bay Shore Camp, I left for gymnastics camp (don’t ask, I don’t even know) so I was gone for a good while before I was really home again. When Jeff finally got a hold of me he said, “you are one hard girl to track down”, and I thought that was the coolest thing ever said to me and I was super happy to be so….you know…breezy. I also met a good friend there, Kris. She went to a school not too far from mine but we wrote more than we ever talked. We wrote each other for like 2 years. Weird. I remember she wore a Dick Tracy hat. That movie had just come out and she was obsessed with it. I never saw the movie or really ever wanted to but I thought she looked cool in that hat.
I got my period at Bayshore Camp. Yes, I just shared that. Anyway, when my mom came to pick me up from camp, I told her and she almost started to cry right there. I was mortified. When we got home she really tried to sit down and talk to me about it, I’m not sure what she wanted to say but for some reason I was really embarrassed and wouldn’t let her talk to me. This really hurt her feelings. I think that’s when our relationship made a turn. I still can’t really open up to her like I could when I was 8. I wish I knew why.
Tonight we have Rob’s work Christmas party, normally I would be excited about this but this year I’m feeling a little uncomfortable. Rob never gave a few of his work friends, or his boss a thank-you note for our wedding. I’m not too worried about his few single guy friends who probably don’t notice but I do care about his boss and his wife seeing as their gift was a total of about 300 dollars. The problem was we never had their addresses. Rob just took the invitations to work, so that means we never had the addresses for the thank-yous. So he wrote them, and they still sit in the basket on the counter.
It’s almost as bad as him forgetting to invite one of his Uncles and his wife to our wedding…..but he invited all of their children. Oy.
3 Comments
December 6, 2007 at 2:51 pm
I HATE the “I’ll still get x hours of sleep” game. It really doesn’t help, just keeps you awake even longer.
December 7, 2007 at 4:10 pm
A letter from Kirk Cameron? Awesome. I had posters of him from Teen Beat on my wall. Him and Michael J. Fox. And sometimes Corey Haim…but don’t tell anyone about that last one. That’s a little embarrassing now.
January 7, 2008 at 1:40 am
Can you believe Kirk Cameron is married with like 8 kids now? And he tours churches and colleges all over the country sharing witnessing to people. Who would’ve thought?